The A to Z, of me!

They say imitation is the highest form of flattery – for the purpose of this post, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it! I recently saw this idea on Sonia Styling’s blog, and she saw in on Woogsworld, and now you’re seeing it here.

For those who love a list, enjoy a GTKY game or are just morbidly, or even mildly curious, here’s the A to Z of me.

Animal – if you were an animal, what would you be?

Not an auspicious start, as I’m not much of an animal lover. Hmmm, for now I’ll say cat, only because I have a lot of time on my hands and I do like curling up in warm spots. Whichever creature in the animal kingdom is the most clever, glossy, bossy and entertaining, I’ll happily be that in your imagination. Unless that’s the aardvark. Nobody wants to be an aardvark.

Books – what’s on your reading list?

I’m engrossed in The Fictional Woman by Tara Moss. It’s so GOOD! The fabulous Catherine Deveny shared recently that she’s reading it chapter by chapter with her teenage son and they’re having excellent chats about feminism, labels, fictions – how rad is that? Buy this for yourself, and your partner, your sister, your boss, or the bloke next door. You can read about the idea behind the striking cover of the book here.



The next book on my shopping list is style blogger Nikki Parkinson’s Unlock Your Style. Nikki is all kinds of smart and stylish, and generous with her fashion know-how. I’m looking forward to buying her very first actual-you-can-get-it-in-the-shops book.

Compulsive about anything?

Even numbers, neatness, grammar, please and thank you, correct usage of the much maligned apostrophe, absentmindedly rubbing my eyebrow (what’s that about – so weird!), and many, many other things.

Dreams – do you dream in colour, remember them, keep a dream journal?

I couldn’t tell you if they’re in colour, sepia or black and white, but I regularly have very vivid, wildly odd dreams. I sometimes remember them, and have had dreams that have been quite hard to shake, they were so real to me. I’m a bit déjà-vu-ish too. It’s a thing!

Eating – what’s your usual snack?

A handful of almonds and dried apricots – hahahahaaahaaa, oh my sides hurt. I’m a sweet and salty girl – give me some crinkle cut chips and some chocolate and I’m good to go. I did eat a mandi today, they’re quite delicious.

Few of your Favourite things?

My local library. All those ideas, for free! Not to mention free wi-fi, and the gorgeous views.

The West Wing; and Aaron Sorkin.

Time to just look out the window.

Silence.       Blogging.       Dappled light.

Giggles – what or who makes you laugh? Do you have a good sense of humour?

I love well-chosen words, quips and lightning wit. Reading blogs like Woogsworld often cracks me up. Corrine Grant’s got the gift too. Late night guys Craig Ferguson and Jimmy Fallon are genuinely funny, unlike Old Man Letterman, who is, well, not.

As for GSOH – you don’t know the half of it, I’m hilarious!

Hot button issue?

Crimes against words. Rudeness. Cruelty. Slow drivers. People who stand at the top or bottom of escalators nattering or gazing into space – for the love of consumerism, move your butts! Our Tone and his mate Scott Morrison.

I am ….. myself. A blogger. An individual. An adoptee. A seeker. A work in progress. Happy.

Ju-ju – do you believe? Yes I do. Call it whatever you like, I believe in the power of positive vibes, especially when they’re sent to others – but not in a ridiculous, selfish ‘law of attraction’ gimme gimme way.

Known as – aliases? Screen names? A nom de plume?

To those who know me well I’m Nettie. Everyone starts in the Annette camp, Nettie is by invitation only. I’ll let you know if you’ve breached the gate.

L is for love. I love …

the girl I see in the mirror, chocolate, my #favouritehuman, kindness, words, generosity, dappled light, trees, and Melbourne.

Meeting people – do you like it or loathe it? Prefer parties or one-on-one?

I’m an introvert, but I love good company. I like people who have a twinkle in their eye, who are a bit left of centre. I loathe parties – loathe them!

Name – what’s the story there? Were you named after anyone? Do you go by a nickname?

I have had two given names, you can read about that here. My dad, who is one of the best blokes ever, used to often croon to me as a kid, “Net, Net, she’s my pet”. Naaw, on ya dad.

Observant – what’s around you right now? What do you see?

I am at my desk. I see a surfing sloth, my noticeboard, and a miniature Eiffel Tower. The sun’s gone down. It’s quiet.

People – who are the special people in your life?

I have a #favouritehuman, she’s 6, going on 26, full of life and ideas, love and stubbornness and killer dance moves. She’s my ‘mini me’ and I am excited to be hanging out with her tomorrow. I also have some amazing, loving, funny, creative, smart, and generous friends. They’ve carried me.

Q – any little quirks about yourself?

So many! I am a great on-the-spot lyricist; the TV must be on an even numbered volume, all the clocks in the house must show the same (correct) time. I love quoting movies, and often wave at strangers in the street. I sing loudly in my car, and in my house. At 46, my mother still shooshes me – ha! Never gonna happen.

Recreation – what’s your jam?

‘She was a day-tripper, a Sunday driver yeah….’ I love to hop in my car and head off, to the bay, into the hills, or just around the ‘burbs. If I see a great café, I might stop for a latte and do the crossword, and people watch. I love going to the movies, and having people over for dinner.

Sing in the shower? In the car? For friends?

Yes. Yes. Yes. Lucky them. I’m no American Idol contender, but I can hold my own.

To-do list – what’s at the top of the list?

Final preparations for ProBlogger 2014. Cannot wait! Ongoing – find a job.

Unusual experiences. Had any?

The déjà-vu thing has been incredibly strong at times. I was at a boisterous dinner party with my hippy-dippy aunt and uncle and their equally radical friends when I was a kid, and I knew they would argue about particular subjects – the environment, specific outworkings of their spirituality. I was 12, I discovered Dragon that weekend too. Whenever I hear April Sun In Cuba, I’m transported back to that house, and that night.

Vegas, Vienna, Vladivostok – how far have you travelled? Favourite city?
I do not own a passport. I haven’t been further north than Fraser Island, or east west than Radelaide. Wanderlust, schmunderlust. I may not have been to “Paradise” but I’ve certainly been to me (this is a reference to a killer song of my youth, you’ll get it or you won’t, it’s okay). My favourite city is my beloved Melbourne. I love her crazy weather patterns, her parks, her shores, her light, her people, her coffee.




Winter, spring, summer or fall – what’s your favourite season? What makes it special?

Autumn. Hands down. Relief from summer’s heat, the changing colours, the crisp evenings. The colour of the sky, so, so blue, the leaves, the end of endless chicken salads. A return to more enjoyable cooking, and baking. My birthday. My #favouritehuman’s birthday. My best friend’s birthday. The word autumnal.

The X files – I am 46, so there are ex-files. I once dropped a boy who quoted the lyrics of Wild Thing to me as a romantic gesture. Silly lad.

Yearnings – any secret/deep yearnings?

To become a great blogger. To write things that reach beyond my blog. To leave my mark on the world.

Zero to Zenith – where are you in your life? Growing, moving forward, just skating along?

I’m somewhere in the middle, the road is open before me, the sky is clear and blue.


Now you know my A, B, Cs, won’t you leave a comment, please?


Annette xx


Getting to know you… the speed dating sessions

name tagPicture this. A crowded room, people with name tags on milling around, some full of confidence because they’ve been here before, some nervously shuffling in their toe-pinching shoes, all hoping to make a good impression and maybe a lasting connection. Drinks are nursed, or thrown back hastily – acting as tiny glass shields against stomachs full of butterflies and the urge to bolt. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot a suave guy in a designer blazer and Italian loafers – and you think, what the hell is he doing here – shouldn’t he be throwing back cocktails with George Clooney and a harem of lovely ladies, while the sun sinks over Lake Como?

This sends you into a tailspin of re-thinking your outfit and cursing yourself for not wearing the third option you tried on, even though now that you’re in the room, it’s far too late for that. This is who you are, and how you look, and you’re praying to the gods of vodka, lime and soda, that you’re not the only one who feels like this. 

This is kind of how I feel about blogging – like I’ve stepped into a crowded bar full of clever, fascinating, technically proficient folks who have no trouble with Google Analytics or creating an Instagram hashtagging frenzy overnight… and I can’t help but feel like a crazed fangirl with no right to be in the room, let alone to be wearing a sticky name tag saying, Hi, I’m Annette from I Give You The Verbs.  How did I get into this bloggy pseudo speed-dating scenario? Where are the exits again? What is this fantasy I have about becoming ‘one of them’? And what does that even mean anyway? Gulp.

For me, it’s about finding a place where I can write, and I’m not sure I know much more than that at this stage. I’ve been doing a fantastic online bloggy course with Pip Lincolne – blogger, smile maker, author and lovely lady extraordinaire. She’s really helping me work out why I’m typing this sentence, and the next one.

There’s a heap of us tinkering away out there in cyberspace and asking so many questions that I’m astounded Pip’s head hasn’t blown off – we are crafters and makers and writers and we are spread all over the globe and it’s amazing to be in the company of so many creative souls. It is also really great to know that I’m not the only one who struggles with buttons and pingbacks and plugins, oh my!

So this is my way to segue from wow, look at this cute cake I made into, hi I’m Annette and I’d like to chat about stuff. There are topics I’ll probably orbit around – my obsession with IKEA, my love of graphic bed linen, adoption, coffee, architecture, Melbourne, family, what it’s like to be a single girl in a couples world…. who knows where we’ll end up.

I hope you’ll indulge me if I babble a bit initially – being in this space is kind of nerve wracking for a newbie. I think it’s time for another drink. Oh no, Italian loafer guy is looking my way…. gotta run!