Yes. I loved the Count in Sesame Street. I think it was because I was raised by a Maths teacher.
Anyway, this is my maiden tag! *hurray* It came from an old friend, Paris Beaverbanks. She keeps a great blog, so do hop over and say hi to her!
Name 1 thing you do everyday:
~ I tell my Dear Hubby that I love him. (All together now: Awwwwwwwwwwww....)
Name 2 things you wish you could learn:
~ Mandarin - so that I can learn about my own culture. It's terribly embarrassing that I am quite clueless about my own people.
~ Reverse park beautifully - still cannot after all these years. I must go in, out, in, out, in, out before I manage to get the car lined up properly to get in the space. Blur case betul.
Name 3 things that remind you of your childhood:
~ Getah! It's skipping rope made of linked rubber bands. I was pretty good at getah, I was small (then! I haven't been small since!) but I sure could jump.
~ Half-boiled eggs with soya sauce & pepper and buttered roti bakar. Yum. That was breakfast.
~ Kiki bubble gum, mee siput and the home-made ice lollies (my fave was the asam boi flavour)
Name 4 things you love to eat but rarely do:
~ Tofu. Because Dear Hubby can't stand the texture of tofu and I'll have to eat the whole lot if I ever make any.
~ Rice porridge with pork spare parts. Dear Hubby flatly refuses to even look at it and I don't have any kaki to eat that with.
~ My mother-in-law's roast lamb. Standard fare on a Sunday afternoon in their English home. Sigh. Mouth watering now.
~ Bak chang that my mum makes. No one makes it like mum does.
Name 5 things that make you feel good:
~ Cuddles from Dear Hubby
~ Liverpool whacking the living hell out of a) Man U b) Arsenal c) Chelsea d) Everton e) All other teams. That doesn't happen as often as I'd like.
~ SALE! Any sale!
~ Seeing old friends and talking rubbish with them
~ When I make people smile and laugh and feel happy. When I was a child, I realised my greatest gift was that I could always make people smile and laugh. This made me really sad for a bit because it then occurred to me that my only career option was to be a clown (but Mum wanted me to be a lawyer!) and I wasn't sure then how much clowns made (sure less than lawyers hor) and if they could ever afford an imported car. Kids!
I shall tag... erm, erm... RoyBoy! Here you go, bestest-westest fwen from Uni!