Share Your World


Share Your World


1. Do you have a favourite outfit you like to wear?

Sure – my pajamas! They are comfortable, and I wear them all the time, unless I go somewhere. Then I have a certain outfit, which is black stretchy pants, and a black & white top.

2. What is the worst thing you were forced to wear as a child (school uniforms aside) ?

Big, clunky, brown, lace up oxford shoes. I hated them. They were supposed to be good for my feet, as my ankles turned in. They also had to have metal arch supports inside the shoes. I hated those too. I had to wear socks … I hate socks even today. All my friends had cute little sandals, and patent leather shoes, girly shoes, etc. All I had were those hated clunkers!

3. Do you have a sweet tooth, and if so, are you a chewer, cruncher, or sucker?

Yes, all the above kinds. I love sweets, but sadly can’t have them any more. I do cheat once in awhile with a tiny bite of something sweet. It’s hard to see other people enjoying sweets, and I can’t have them. Sugar free ones are just not the same.

4. Do you think you could eat your weight in chocolate?

I don’t think so even though I love chocolate. See above … can’t have it anyway.



Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

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12 responses »

  1. I love to wear my writing jacket. It has big pockets and my phone fits perfectly. It also has a soft lining with a high collar. As for being forced to wear something, I had to wear braces but that was a tad necessary.


    • Thanks, Alice! Oh how neat to have a special jacket! I love pockets, but hardly have anything with them. So handy to have. Yes, braces … I’m sure it was for the best, same as my shoes, but at the time, we didn’t like them. 🙂

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