A lot of ins, a lot of outs

Hi kids!

A little while ago the lovely Runningwithoutsocks made me all shirty and blushy by letting me know that she dug my blog.

And what do you know? The feeling is completely mutual.

Her blog is terrifically awesome sauce, and I really encourage you to go and check out her stuff.

She was also fab enough to pass along some questions that I was encouraged to answer if I should wish.

And I do. I do so wish.

So as my knackered little bones sink down into the recesses of our big comfy couch, I present to you, dear readers, my answers:

If you could have any super power, what would it be and why?

Oof. This questions has (and will continue to) plague me for years. Because on one hand, it HAS to be the ability to fly, doesn’t it? I mean, I’ve been having flight dreams since as far back as I can remember, and it has always been soul-crushing to wake up and realize that I don’t have this ability in real life.

But on the other hand, invisibility would be AMAZING. As would the ability to read minds.



You see? This is why I totally suck at this game.

Can I just wish for more wishes?

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

This is another hard one. It’s hard to paint a concrete picture, because in all honesty, I have no idea what the next six months, let alone five years has in store.

So I will say this: I will be with the love of my life, and we will most likely have produced a little human being. I will be a world-famous stand-up comedian, and M will be an internationally renowned curriculum developer.

It’s either that or shacked up in an chalet somewhere high up in the Pennine Alps, raising large families of St. Bernards and eating a crap ton of Gruyere cheese.

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Chocolate or vanilla?

I once ate a Mars bar covered in ants.

I was two years old at the time, but I’d like to think that little girl still lives somewhere inside of me.


Favorite movie?

Ooer. Also a hard one. I have many favourites: A Fish Called Wanda, Love Actually, The Bourne Trilogy, Forgetting Sarah Marshall, Three Colours (though White is my favourite), Amelie, Never Let Me Go, La Femme Nikita, The Fifth Element…


But, if I was told that I was going to be sent to a deserted island and I could only bring one movie with me, then no question, it would be The Big Lebowski.

I love this movie more than I can properly communicate. Nothing will ever be more brilliant, or as funny as this film.


Summer or winter?

Summer. No contest.

Sundresses, hiking, biking, patios, cold drinks, warm nights, barbeques, beach days, sunglasses, the smell of sunscreen and sand, running in the early morning…


What’s your fondest childhood memory?

Yowza. This is a toughie.

I have a million and a half memories that all could easily qualify for top billing.

I’ll share just one: driving around with my two sisters in our old brown van, singing out hearts out to The Beatles’ “Drive My Car.” It’s nearing the end of the school years, so the weather is warm and sunny. I’m in grade six, Jess is in grade four, and Kate is in grade eleven. Kate has just bought us slurpees and my cheeks hurt from smiling.

Remembering everything about this scene just feels like pure happiness.

Favorite band?

Ack! Also too many. Franz Ferdinand, Hot Chip, Kaiser Chiefs, Queen, Pink Floyd, Simon and Garfunkel, Peter, Bjorn, and John, Matt Anderson, The Rolling Stones.

This question is impossible!

But to pull out the desert island reference again, I’ll have to go with The Beatles.


If you could live in any city in the world, which one would you choose and why?

Probably Edinburgh. I loved living in the UK and this was my favourite city that we visited. I would go back in a heartbeat.

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What do you dream about?

My dreams are CRACKED. I don’t want to scare anyone off so I’m pleading the fifth on this one.

Your most distinguished trait (could be physical or character trait – or both!)

Distinguished, eh?

I feel like I should leave this one up to the judgement of someone else.

Character trait(s) – my passion, dedication, and drive.

Psysical – my long hair and even longer legs (which allow me to tower over people.)

Why did you start blogging?

Because of said passion. And because if I didn’t find a way of communicating all the thoughts running around my head on a daily basis I would have run off to the woods never to be seen from again.

(Until, that is, Werner Herzog decided to make a documentary about my life.)

So there you have it you fab chaps!

In lieu of the regular Friday Fry-Up, a little insight into my mad self.

We’ll be back to our regular scheduled program next week.

In the meantime, drop me a line highlighting your answers.

I will read and relish them, as I rest awhile.

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Vanessa Woznow

Writer, runner, ranter, reader. I write about all things.

28 thoughts on “A lot of ins, a lot of outs”

  1. If you find yourself executing what sounds like your five year plan B, I’d take it easy on letting the St. Bernards eat too much of the Gruyere. It’s a tasty cheese, yes, but my three year old ate too much of it (he won’t eat veggies though) and was clogged up for a week! When it finally came time to exit his duodenum, it was a difficult extraction, to say the least! i imagine it’s much worse simultaneously with multiple 200 pound dogs. Just my 2 cents and some poop talk that you didn’t ask for, but I took off work today so i have time to share unwanted comments all over blogsville!

    1. OMG. This comment is pretty amazing.

      But sheesh! We’ll be eating the gruyere, not the dogs! (I don’t want my lovely St. Bernards to be passing away from cheese ingestion).

      And anytime you wish to share, please do. We’re like a kindergarten class over around these here parts.

  2. it wood take along thyme (or sum uthur spysss) to answear those.
    rooster sauce, of course.
    a favorite moovy is really a favorite when YOU ARE AXUALLY LIVING IT. my life is a combo of BIG LEBPWSKI (tho’ i’m meedeeum-sized), the Bourne chronicles, and A fish cauld… cauldron?

    1. ‘lebOwski’.
      & in a future life i will be the guardian at the gate(s) to the after-whirled.
      i’m jess gittin schtardded but i’ll schtawpp

  3. I can see you in Edinburgh! Being Queen of the Comedy Castle!
    But, if you do decide to pig out of cheese, please let me know as I will have to come join you – LOVE a cheese fest!

  4. I am, actually, quite the writer, although you couldn’t tell from my recent blogging history. And I kept a diligent blog throughout my time in Africa. And because I have a crazy-ton of stories with which I could regale you, I hope you’ll peruse them at rachelbethke.wordpress.com. I would love for you to read it!
    I’m hoping you and yours have a wonderful weekend!

    1. Fab! Thank you so much for sending over the URL. I cannot wait to curl up with a mug of tea and read about all of your adventures.

      Hope you and yours are starting out this week just brilliantly! x

      1. My parents leave for the UK in about a month and refused to heed my advice to ignore the rest of the country(ies) and just go to Edinburgh. I also tried to convince them to take my kid for two weeks and let me go instead and they didn’t much like that either.

        Stupid, selfish parents for not giving me exactly what I want.

  5. Oooh! I’m digging your five year plan! Your answers were brilliant, you shine through in each one and made me laugh, so thank you!!
    Can I come to Edinburgh with you? It’s on my list when Mr. J and I finally make that trip to the UK. :)
    I hope you had a lovely weekend, Sweetness!

    1. YES! Couples trip! You and J will absolutely fall in love with the city. It is truly the most magical place I have ever visited. :)

      Now to just make that plan come true…hmmm…

      Happy Monday to you, my beauty friend! x

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