You Are Italian Food |
Comforting yet overwhelming. People love you, but sometimes you're just too much. |
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Life in transition with Ray but without Rochelle, Rebecca, and Elcie. The blog title is taken from the girls' names but "roc" and "rebel" works for me too.
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Here's my results: That was cool
***You Are Mexican Food***
Spicy yet dependable.
You pull punches, but people still love you.
What Kind of Food Are You?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffoodareyouquiz/
You Are French Food lol.
Snobby yet ubiquitous.
People act like they understand you more than they actually do.
Double lollllllll.
I am Italian Food, same as you, apparently.
Describes me to a tea.
Thanks again for brightening my day with two pointless yet essential bits of homour.
:-)
You Are (Spicy-my edit) Mexican Food
Spicy yet dependable.
You pull punches, but people still love you.
Moi, je suis une francaise aussi!
Hey Granny...thank you for checking in with me every day...even when you have nothing to say you tell me that you are there. It means so much. Today I teared up because you "dropped by" to say hi even if you didn't have anything else to say.
And as for your question -- at the moment I am whimpy plop of jello trying to become something stronger. --wait, was I supposed to let the computer define me? Sorry...not doing that.
hehehe...cute
I think you're just right, granny. I don't think there's ever too much of you! :) (of course, I also feel that way about italian food, which is why I'm going back to the gym these days, LOL).
I'm Mexican food, apparently. Hmmm.
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