This award challenges the recipient to tell outrageous lies (aka "Creative Writing") and I'm going to do my best to accommodate. I'm supposed to nominate seven followers, but I really don't have enough followers. Truth is, all bloggers have their own veins of creativity so if you happen to read this, consider yourself a recipient of this bold award.
1. Thank the person who gave you this award.
2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog.
3. Link to the person who nominated you.
4. Tell up to six outrageous lies about yourself and at least one outrageous truth.
5. Nominate 7 creative writers who might have fun coming up with outrageous lies.
6. Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.
7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know you nominated them.
My Outrageous Answers:
1. I met my husband on a Singapore Airline’s flight from Sydney-Athens. We spent most of the flight laughing.
2. I met my husband when hired for my first job in Greece. It was a waitressing job and he was my boss.
3. We both got stuck in an old, rickety elevator in downtown Athens. He said, “If we get out of here alive will you have coffee with me?” I responded, “If you’re good enough to die with, then you’re good enough for coffee.” That’s how we met.
4. I met my husband at the Pierides Art Gallery during the “Trees in Art Exhibition”. We both stood in front of Nikos Hatzikyriakos-Ghika’s “The Captive” (Olive Tree) and made witty, arty farty comments about trees. His first words to me were "This one's my favorite!" I asked "Why?" He said because it spoke to his soul. Regardless of this, a romantic relationship ensued.
5. The fact that in Greece they drive on the different side of the road to what they do in Australia was disorientating and I kept turning my head the wrong way when looking for traffic before crossing the road. For this reason my husband nearly ran me over with his car - a silver Renault Clio - and my first reaction to him was one of shock and tears.
6. We met at a peace protest rally against US nuclear policy. We met when he yanked me away from policemen heading my way with clubs then he helped me deal with the burning sensation caused by the teargas. (The trick is to stick cigarette filters up your nose and rub Vaseline around your eyes).
7. Don’t believe any of the above cock and bull stories. The truth is we had a very boring, usual meeting. A friend introduced us at a party. We chatted. Exchanged numbers and that was that.
Please leave a comment with your guess as to which answer is actually true. And as I said, feel free to join in the fun by coming up with your own one truth and six lies...
...And keep the chain going...