Peppy Lady created this meme and tagged me. I'm so excited to be a part of the first round!
The rules are:
1. Link to the person or persons who tagged you.
2. Post the rules on your blog.
3. Copy these question but add your own answers to them
4. Add one question to the last one, don’t forget to answer your own question
5. Tag as many as you feel like but you have to a least tag one
6. Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog
7. Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
8. If anyone catches this out in blog world is welcome to jump on board
The Eight and Growing
1. Real or Fake tree?
Real. We thought about it, talked about it, and decided that real was the way to go.
2. How many do you expect at your family holiday dinner?
Family dinner 1 (not hosting): 9
Family breakfast (hosting): 9
Family dinner 2 (hosting): 6
Family dinner 3 (not hosting): 7
3. Do you know one of your great great grandmother's name?
Nope. But I miss my grandma, Olga.
4. Did you have chocolate today?
No, dang it.
5. Do you visit all of your blogging friends everyday?
Oh, I wish I could! I've been working hard closing up this year and prepping for the next and not doing nearly as much visiting as I would like. I miss you all!
6. Do you have carolers come to your home?
No, never. I remember when I was in high school and we went carolling at the hospital. I thought it was such a great thing to do.
7. What on your feet?
8. Do you make Candy for the holidays?
Nope. I've only made candy once in my life. It was exciting, delicious and a bit dangerous. Oh, with that description, maybe I should make it again, lol!
9. What's a favourite holiday memory of yours?
This may sound weird that it's a favourite, but it is. My grandma used to sleep over every Christmas. One year, we were just going to visit her on Christmas Eve instead. On the way there, I started to get all weirded out and scared. Then Suzie started to get freaked out too. I just had a feeling that something was going to go wrong. My Dad, none to happy about it, drove us home, picked up my Grandma and she slept over. It was the last Christmas she was with us. I miss her a lot. Merry Christmas, Grandma.