One of these days, I’ll actually post Five Question Friday on a Friday.
Not this week, though. 🙂
1. Do you open presents on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day?
We open presents on Christmas Day. Growing up, we used to open one present on Christmas Eve, but we don’t do that in my little (enormous) family. We wait until Christmas morning.
2. What is your favorite Christmas cookie (or candy)?
I don’t know if it is a Christmas cookie, per se, but this time of year, I love Snickerdoodles. Snickerdoodles and a nice, hot cup of tea. Divine!
3. What’s the worst Christmas gift you’ve ever received?
I don’t know that I can answer this question. Any gift I’ve ever gotten, I’ve gotten because the buyer thought of me and picked it out. So, how can I say any of them were bad? I could go into bad grab bag gifts, but I’ve got a time limit here, this morning.
4. Christmas song that you love?
“O Holy Night” is my favorite Christmas song, and the version that I love the most is by Billy Porter, and it can be found on the Rosie O’Donnell Christmas CD that I bought in 1999. He gets to those high notes and the end and my breath catches and I get all teary…pregnant or not.
5. How many trees do you put up?
Just one, and yes, it’s fake. A few years ago we decided we were done with the real trees. We can never find one that we truly like, we both hate the needles that fall everywhere, and I have enough trouble keeping small plants alive. A tree is something that conquers me every year. So, we went to our local Agway, in January, and got a fake tree for about 70% off. It’s pre-lit, and sometimes we have some problems with the lights, but overall, it is SO much easier than the real ones. The kids still love to decorate and it’s awesome.
Well, hope you enjoyed this episode of Five Question Friday on Saturday. Next up, the Sunday Funnies on Monday!
I love the worst gift question.
Jill and I started dating a few days after I transferred to UofD. That Christmas was my first Christmas with a long term girlfriend. I was nervous about what to get her and put it off until the last minute. With finals going on, I didn’t get to the mall until I was on the way home from UofD for Christmas break. I was in a hurry and everything was picked over at the Gap (her favorite store). So I figured if I got her a shirt that was too big she could return it after Christmas and take advantage of the super sales (an Accountant’s logic). Well all they had was an XL rugby. So I figured, oh what the hell she won’t notice it’s that big. Keep in mind she’s 5’2″ and petite.
The weekend after Christmas, I traveled to her house for several days. It was the first time I was at her house and this was a pretty serious moment. So the time to exchange gifts occurred and her parents, brother and grandmother were all gathered around. Before I opened her gift to me, she told me the story of how she searched all over to find this and how excited she was to give this to me…. Well it was a sweater (which I don’t like, but had to fake it and really never wore it). But of course it did fit and it was a cool hand made sweater. The problem was, it was a sweater that you’d wear if you were outdoors vs indoors (it was super heavy).
So then it was my turn. I unfortunately didn’t have a big pre-gift speech, but I did say “I hope you like this”. When she opened it up she liked the colors and then as she was unfurling it (while she was holding it up to herself), the rugby kept going and going. Her smile quickly faded as she looked at the size and exchanged a glance with her mom (followed by “A Look” from her mom). She blurted out “It’s an XL”. I replied – “Yes, but it’s 100% cotton and you know how they shrink”. That made matters worse and both Jill and her mom gave me an equally unpleasant look.
Her dad saved the day and said “I’m glad another guy has trouble with sizes. I’m also getting Kathie the wrong size”. That seemed to take the sting out of the moment and allowed everyone to move on.
Jill still ribs me about that (as does her mom).
So there’s my worst gift giving moment. Oh well – 20 years later we’re still together – although we no longer have the sweater or the rugby.
Deep Peace
Comment by Jeff Haas — December 11, 2010 @ 10:34 am |