1. Wrapping paper or gift bag?
For the last-minute wrapper (like myself), the gift bag is so easy. But then again, it looks like, “Hey, I didn’t want to spend the time wrapping so I just threw it in a bag.” Final answer: wrapping paper.
2. Real tree or artificial?
Artificial. It’s not sticky.
3. When do you put up your tree?
Growing up, it always (almost) went up the day after Thanksgiving, or sometime that weekend. It’s gotta be after Thanksgiving though.
4. When do you take down your tree?
Again, growing up it was down sometime around or on New Year’s Day. Any longer seems tacky.
5. Do you like eggnog?
Egg what? Nope, of course I’ve never had it. But still, not interested.
6. Favorite gift received as a child?
Tie: The one I remember most is the LEGO train. It took a while and a trip back to Toys ‘R Us to get it working correctly, but it was a lot of fun once it did work! The one I recall from pictures was the LEGO Christmas after the fire. A lot of the LEGO’s I had played with (Dad’s from the 60’s and 70’s) were gone, and Santa brought new ones.
7. Do you have a nativity scene?
There are a couple around the house (apparently three), but I don’t have one.
8. Hardest person to buy for:
It’s all about the same.
9. Easiest person to buy for?
10. Worst Christmas gift you’ve ever received?
11. Mail or email Christmas cards?
12. Favorite Christmas movie?
13. When do you start shopping for Christmas?
December. It often has to wait until after classes and exams are over.
14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?
No, but some of those “Worst Christmas gift you’ve ever received” are still around. Hmmm.
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas?
Frosted sugar cookies and chocolate covered cherry cookies. I hope I’m not missing any… I think those two are my absolute favorite.
16. White or colored lights?
Depends on where you’re putting them
17. Favorite Christmas song?
“This Christmas/Joy to the World” by TobyMac and “Little Drummer Boy,” Jars of Clay version.
18. Travel for Christmas or stay home?
That depends on what you mean by travel. One of my favorite Christmases was the year we woke up in Richmond, spent most of the day in Northern Virginia and drove to my grandparents’ that night. I think as long as we get some time at home, it’s good.
Then there’s the year we had a miserable Christmas on a cruise ship. We weren’t home. We puked. All of us. There wasn’t much to do on the ship. Our stop in St. Martin/St. Maarten was on Christmas Day, and naturally everything was closed. And people were beating each other over the head with glass bottles. An all-around great Christmas. Not.
19. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeers?
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner and Blitzen. And Rudolph.
20. Angel or Star on top of tree?
At home we have an angel. When I have my own tree? I’ll leave that decision to Kim…
21. Open presents?
It was probably near the end of high school or beginning of college, I think my parents finally got tired of us always asking on Christmas Eve to open a present. We started having a Christmas Eve book, and the tradition lived on. It’s a good one.
As for the rest of the presents, it’s usually (unless we’re on a cruise ship…) Christmas morning. A couple years ago, I was on staff at a church when Christmas was on Sunday. We had the Christmas Eve service there, and then I went with my family to their church. Then Sunday morning we all went to my church, and then drove out to Charlottesville to be with family for the day. I was exhausted at the end of that day, but we came back home and opened Santa’s presents and our family presents that night.
22. Most annoying thing about this time of year?
Everyone and their mother is out driving around and shopping all the time, and it takes an eternity to get anywhere. Runner up: exams.
23. What I love most about Christmas?
When it’s a quiet, peaceful night and you drive/walk around and see a Christmas display (lights, nativity, etc.). Last night, I was at UR for the annual Christmas Candlelight Service and caught a glimpse of the library tower with the lighted wreaths hanging high above the University. I guess that’s the kind of feeling the shepherds had when they saw the star. Except Jesus isn’t underneath my “star.”