Christmas Meme from the Book Binge Ladies!

Holy great prize alert peeps!

The generous ladies at Book Binge have a great contest where their readers share their Christmas customs and could win an E-Book Reader.

Take a moment.

You with me now? I KNOW!!

I may not know what to do with one - but I WANT!

Thus, my Christmas 10:

1. What is your favorite Christmas romance to re-read each year?

If you don't know the answer to this you are new to this blog.

Welcome!

I'm not one for themed romances so a week of straight Anne Stuart re-reads would be a wonderful way to enjoy Christmas.

2. What is your favorite Christmas movie/show?

Huh. If I knew my crazy slip was going to be showing throughout this questionnaire I might have re-thought my decision.

Meh.

It's not Christmas until a beaten up, bloody Bruce Willis lands on our TV screen.

The good news is I married a man who understands that's it's just not Christmas until Die Hard is in the DVD player. Yes. We watch it every year.

3. What is your favorite Christmas cookie?

Mine is actually a bar that I blogged about last Christmas. I call them Maid Marians which has my second mother laughing all the times. She calls them Maid of Honours while I met others who call them Millennium bars.

Recipe for them can be found in this post

4. When do you start Christmas shopping?

We shop all year for Christmas because we buy for many people - Bob's family alone is huge but we're getting to the point where gift certificates seem like the best answer.

I have been finished my shopping in November the past few years but this year we just didn't get our act together so we're still shopping.

5. Do you re-gift?

Ab-so-friggin-lutely!! I figure if my mother can return every gift I have ever bought her than I can take that candle I have a few too many of and pass it along to a home that might appreciate it. And chocolates. We've had the discussion about giving fat people chocolate, right? The damn things come into the house and I take them right back out.

6. What is your favorite Christmas song?

Megan, stop reading now.

The Little Drummer Boy. I've never heard I version I didn't love.

7. When do you get your Christmas tree?

Normally the first weekend in December unless it's raining instead of snowing. We have an artificial tree that has fake snow on it. When we host Christmas we put up a real tree but when we aren't we put of the snow tree. Right now the tree is up and has lights. The ornaments haven't quite found their way onto the tree.

8. Wrapping presents: Love it or hate it?

Hate it. My back aches and my shoulders cramp and it's like the pile that needs to be wrapped gets bigger and bigger!

9. Who is the hardest person to buy for?

I find it hard for most people nowadays. I normally figure out something unique and fun but this year it's been like pulling teeth. Slowly but surely I'm getting there. My mom is the one giving me fits this year. My aunt also because she doesn't have a 'thing'.

I have many 'things'. Basically I go nuts for monkeys so I get funny monkeys, cute monkeys, evil monkeys and talking monkeys. Last year the family asked if I was over monkeys. Uh, NO!! I love my monkeys.

Also, my hubby and I went to St. Jacobs up here and we found a store that sold everything Angel. I've never been much for angels but I found one in the store and fell in love - I love them all. Okay, I'll add a picture - gorgeous to my eyes and not too hard on the wallet. Perfect!

10. Christmas tree: Real or artificial?

Depends on the year and what mood we're in. I would have never bought an artificial tree and I was shocked when Bob decided he wanted one. He found one that looks like a blue spruce covered heavily in snow. I was tired of fighting him so he bought it and I have to say, the years that we don't have to put a real tree into a stand are extremely gentle on my poor ears. Bob is not easily frustrated or quick to anger but 5 minutes on his belly trying to get a real tree to stand proper and the air is frigid with the bah-hum-bug spirit.

Woohoo, done!!

Slap some technology on me baby!

Geez, Bob just yelled down from upstairs. Die Hard is on. Gotta run.