How long did you date?

Pretty much 2 years exactly. We got engaged after 18months together, which seemed quick at the time. I was only 26!

How old is he?

He’s 38

Who eats more?

Definitely him

Who said “I love you” first?

Me. G thought saying “I love you” was akin to let’s get married so we had so many arguments in our first 18 months about whether he loved me or was just biding his time waiting for someone better! Basically he said it then proposed a couple of months later

Who is taller?

He’s 6 ft 3 or 4 so definitely him

Who sings better?

Him. He’s a musician, plays piano too. Used to be a professional.

Who is smarter?

That’s hard. We’re both intelligent and we both have different strengths. he’s great at maths and science and philosophy type stuff and he knows so much history. I’m better at english, strategic planning, psychology stuff and I’m better read, better educated and technically I have a genius IQ, but I’m not sure that’s ever done me much good…

Whose temper is worse?

Mine, very much mine. I’m a bit of a firecracker!

Who does the laundry?

Me. He’ll do it if I ask

Who does the dishes?

Whoever doesn’t cook

Who sleeps on the right side of the bed

Me. What does that mean?

Who pays the bills?

Mostly me

Who cooks dinner?

I cook Monday to Friday and he cooks weekends

Who drives when you are together?

Mostly him because I have always loved being a passenger. daydreaming out the window – there’s nothing better

Who is more stubborn?

Both of us are stubborn. My son had no chance

Who asked who out first?

We actually met as flatmates and were friends for 5 months first. I started to wonder if there was more there at a big 25th birthday bash I had and I was jealous of a singer who he seemed to be going to hook up with. I intercepted and not long after he asked me to see MISS SAIGON as friends and over dinner afterwards I asked him what he thought about us getting together. He thought it was a terrible idea!  He said he was a lousy boyfriend and he was scared if we got together and it didn’t work out we’d lose our friendship

Who kissed who first?

He did. After rejecting my suggestion we give dating a shot he eventually came around and just kissed me one night

Who is the first to admit when they are wrong?

Well I am always right so that about says it all doesn’t it…. no really we both have trouble with this but it’s important for a relationship to survive so we swallow it when we’re wrong

Whose parents do you see the most?

I’m close to my family and they live nearer so mine. I’m the more sociable though so I think that’s part of it

Who proposed?

he did and it was romantic

Who is more sensitive?

We both are thought I’m more outwardly emotional

Who has more friends?

Me. I am blessed with a few best friends and a few more close friends and then friends/acquaintances so that equals a lot of people. Friendships are very important to me

Who has more siblings?

I come from a mixed family so I do. I have a brother, a half sister and a step sister and I used to have a step brother but he is no longer with us

Who wears the pants in the family?

Maybe me. I am more driven so hmm….

Great meme, Charlotte. Thanks

Kelly

1. How did your mother spend her day? Did she have a job or do volunteer work outside the home? How did her outside commitments affect your family? How did they affect you?

I remember my mum as being mostly a stay-at home mum. She was always growing vegetables and cooking (from scratch -eek!) and was always very creative with us kids and the home. She did have part time jobs on and off, but only in school hours so her working made no impact on me. However, I didn’t want to be like her. I always wanted to be a career woman, never a ‘housewife’, and those feelings only strengthened after my mother left when I was eleven. Then I didn’t want to be like her in any way at all.

I’m glad to say that our relationship is better than ever now, and as a mother I understand how invisible one can feel at home. It is very easy to be taken for granted when you throw aside all your own needs and wait on your family day and night. Eventually you can’t help but become resentful – it’s not healthy. I love being a Work At Home Mum because I get the best of both worlds – me time and plenty of time with my son.

2. What’s the most embarrassing moment you’ve ever witnessed, live?

The most embarrassing moment I have ever witnessed live was when I was about 15 and a friend of mine wore white leggings and a shortish top to the ice rink. She was having so much fun skating around and falling over with her boyfriend that she didn’t notice she’d started menstruating and was unprotected. It became obvious really quickly and she still hadn’t noticed. People were pointing and sniggering and I’m ashamed to say my friends and I wasted a good five minutes arguing about who would go on the ice to tell her. Everyone was too embarrassed. She ran out of the rink bawling that day. Awful.

3. If you could add the number of hours in a day, how many would you add and how would this impact your daily life?

I think 24 hours a day is just fine. More and I’d only have more time to procrastinate from writing.

4. If you had to spend one year living alone in a remote cabin (without Internet!), what would you spend your time doing? Elaborate – what would you typical day look like?

One year living alone without my husband and son. I’d go insane! Can I watch Oprah? The best I could say for this scenario is I’d have a life that revolved around writing, reading, meditation, hiking, cooking, eating and drinking red wine. I’d probably come home quite fat.

Cheers

Kelly

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“I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they’ve always worked for me.”

- Hunter S. Thompson

I vow in 2008 to actually WRITE for this blog. In fact, I vow to write, write, write obsessively in 2008. This year I want to finish my Mexico novel, write a second, sell at least one short story or even better one of the novels! And last but not least, I vow to post 2-3 times a week for this blog and for SHE-POWER. Even as I say this my old foe, FEAR is creeping up the back of my neck. Why would I think I have that much to say? And who am I kidding, I have never been a great creature of habit. I am the original fly by the seat of my pants girl. Omigod, I’m breaking out in hives…

Hang on, I don’t get hives – this must be worse than thought!

Back to reality (or as close as I get to it in my world of living imagination) – my ultimate goal is to make my living as an author/travel writer/writing mentor (I’m great with story structure and untangling plot problems) so this involves having a strong writing habit. Previously my writing habit has been enforced by working as a copywriter (thank you deadlines) and attending a mentoring course to write a first and second draft of a novel. Now that I am winding back the copy writing and have finished with the Writers Studio, I’ll have to trail blaze my own path to writing success and this means the M word – MOTIVATION. I really must research how one acquires this skill.

Anyway, I’ve rambled on enough for today. I hope you’ll check back here and come along for the ride while I see if I can become a paid author by the end of the year. It could be wildly amusing…

P.S:

I hope you had a great New Years Eve. Mine was fabulous. Watching fireworks from the foreshore under the Sydney Harbour Bridge and across from the Sydney Opera House. Check out the pic of me with my husband, Glenn – there’s stars even after 11 years of kisses!