I came across this random survey on a blog I follow by another Debbie in the PNW Heart to Art. Thought that this may tell me a little about myself.
If I were a month, I'd be October.
If I were a day, I’d be Saturday.
If I were a time of day, I'd be 6:30 am
If I were a font, I’d be Arial Italic.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a seahorse.
If I were a direction, I’d be NorthWest
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be a rocking chair.
If I were a liquid, I’d be water.
If I were a gemstone, I'd be an emerald.
If I were a tree, I’d be a Maple.
If I were a tool, I’d be a scissors.
If I were a flower, I’d be a rose.
If I were an element of weather, I'd be partly cloudy.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a guitar.
If I were a color, I’d be yellow.
If I were an emotion, I’d be contentment.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a blueberry.
If I were a sound, I’d be a soft breeze through the trees.
If I were an element, I’d be gold.
If I were a car, I’d be a Mustang convertible.
If I were a food, I’d be chocolate.
If I were a place, I’d be a beach.
If I were material, I’d be denim fabric.
If I were a taste, I’d be chocolate.
If I were a scent, I’d be jasmine.
If I were a body part, I’d be eyes.
If I were a song, I'd be a praise song.
If I were a bird, I’d be a cardinal.
If I were a gift, I’d be useful.
If I were a city, I’d be Portland.
If I were a door, I’d be open.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be flip flops.
If I were a poem, I’d never rhyme.
Tell me about myself???? Tell you?
2 comments:
Oooo! I love this! Here are mine:
If I were a month, I'd be October.
If I were a day, I’d be Thursday.
If I were a time of day, I'd be 8:00 p.m.
If I were a font, I’d be English Gothic.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a seahorse.
If I were a direction, I’d be Southeast.
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be a gleaming table.
If I were a liquid, I’d be coffee.
If I were a gemstone, I'd be an amethyst.
If I were a tree, I’d be a Crape Myrtle.
If I were a tool, I’d be a hammer.
If I were a flower, I’d be a gardenia.
If I were an element of weather, I'd be stormy.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a piano.
If I were a color, I’d be purple.
If I were an emotion, I’d be melancholy.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a strawberry.
If I were a sound, I’d be sobbing.
If I were an element, I’d be copper.
If I were a car, I’d be a Cadillac DTS.
If I were a food, I’d be banana pudding.
If I were a place, I’d be Ravinia Festival.
If I were material, I’d be black velvet.
If I were a taste, I’d be cinnamon.
If I were a scent, I’d be Shalimar.
If I were a body part, I’d be eyes.
If I were a song, I'd be Great Is Thy Faithfulness.
If I were a bird, I’d be a wren.
If I were a gift, I’d be beautiful and impractical.
If I were a city, I’d be Chicago in summer and Savannah in winter.
If I were a door, I’d be sliding glass.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be brocade mules.
If I were a poem, I’d be Renascence by Edna St. Vincent Millay.
Oooo! I love this! Here are mine:
If I were a month, I'd be October.
If I were a day, I’d be Thursday.
If I were a time of day, I'd be 8:00 p.m.
If I were a font, I’d be English Gothic.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a seahorse.
If I were a direction, I’d be Southeast.
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be a gleaming table.
If I were a liquid, I’d be coffee.
If I were a gemstone, I'd be an amethyst.
If I were a tree, I’d be a Crape Myrtle.
If I were a tool, I’d be a hammer.
If I were a flower, I’d be a gardenia.
If I were an element of weather, I'd be stormy.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a piano.
If I were a color, I’d be purple.
If I were an emotion, I’d be melancholy.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a strawberry.
If I were a sound, I’d be sobbing.
If I were an element, I’d be copper.
If I were a car, I’d be a Cadillac DTS.
If I were a food, I’d be banana pudding.
If I were a place, I’d be Ravinia Festival.
If I were material, I’d be black velvet.
If I were a taste, I’d be cinnamon.
If I were a scent, I’d be Shalimar.
If I were a body part, I’d be eyes.
If I were a song, I'd be Great Is Thy Faithfulness.
If I were a bird, I’d be a wren.
If I were a gift, I’d be beautiful and impractical.
If I were a city, I’d be Chicago in summer and Savannah in winter.
If I were a door, I’d be sliding glass.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be brocade mules.
If I were a poem, I’d be Renascence by Edna St. Vincent Millay.
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