Images of Meme; Part Deux

OK, I did this meme about a year ago, but frankly, I'm desperate.

If I had a day where I actually got to sit and blog while my synapses were still firing, you might possibly get some half-way intelligent blogging out of me. But this whole blogging adventure keeps happening after the dinner and the wine-drinking and the television episode watching, and when I get upstairs and put my warm, cozy MacBook on my lap and squish in amongst the upholstered headboard and the pillows ... I start to lose it. Fast.

So you're getting a meme, and pardon me if you vaguely remember having often walked down this street before.

The uncredited Google images meme. Taken from daysgoby.

Age at my next birthday:



Place I'd like to travel:




Place I've been:




Favorite food:

(If this doesn't bring in the internet perverts, my name isn't Poppy Buxom.)*

Place I was born:



Place I live:

(Control yourself; this is not my beautiful McMansion.)

Name of past pet:




Best friend's nickname:

It's true. We are.

My first name:

That's right. My first name is Elvis. Or wedding cake. Or I Must
Be the Bride because it Looks Like I've Got a Snowman on My Head.

(A/K/A)




First job:

With some luck, it won't be my last job.

* Actually it isn't.