Tagged by Illeandir to do this Christmas tag.

What is your favorite part of Christmas?

I dunno. Cookies, I guess. I could eat them all day. In fact, all the food. Yeah, that's what I like about Christmas. Da food! And the snow. 'Cause then you can go cross country skiing and work off all the food. :)

What do you like to eat or drink around Christmas?

Oh, I like a lot of food. My brother loves eggnog, but I can't say that I'm too fond of it. I really like the Jansen's Temptation. If you don't know what Jansen's Temptation is, I'll have to assume that you are not of Nordic blood. It's potatoes, cream, and a little anchovies, all baked together. It. Is. The. BEST.

Red or green?

I like both, but I like green better.

Favorite Christmas movie?

A Charlie Brown Christmas. Unless there's another one I can't think of right now.

Have you ever had a white Christmas?

Dude, I live in Minnesota. There's lotsa snow up here. It was rather late in coming this year, but it's here now.

When do you put your tree up?

I dunno, sometime after Thanksgiving.

Is your Christmas tree real or fake?

It's real this year. We used to have a fake one, but we got rid of it. Fun story: we didn't have a Christmas tree last year. As mentioned in previous tags, I'm a bit of a conspiracy theorist, and my mom is too. So last year, we decided, hey, we don't need a Christmas tree this year, they're steeped in pagan superstition and celebration anyways. They have pagan roots. (Hehehe, see what I did there? Pagan roots. tree. Ehehehe.... Yes, that is my super lame pun. :)).

Are you a pro at wrapping gifts or do do you fail miserably?

I'm kind of in-between. I can do it and not fail epically, but I'm not a pro.

Do you have an ugly Christmas sweater? If so, what does it look like?

Well, not really. I have a sweater that I refer to as the dorky Christmas sweater, but it is in fact, my favorite sweater, and it's quite attractive. I just call it dorky because... Are you ready for another story? Okay. Once, around Christmas time, me and my brother were walking down this street in one of those suburban neighborhoods that have names like 'shady pines' or 'graceful oaks'. Me and my family were visiting a friend. Anyways, my brother and I were walking down the dark, empty road, to get something out of the car. It was a Sunday and we were still in our nice church clothing. Now, my brother has a thing about suits, and he was wearing one at the moment. I was wearing this sweater that was fair-isle, (however you say it) and had little moose designs, plain black pants, and fashion boots that were maybe a little too big. (Come to think of it, maybe I've told this story before. I've got too far now, no turning back). So here we were. A sharp guy in a suit, and a dorky looking girl in a sweater, walking down the dark street of this suburban neighborhood, alone. My brother of a sudden said, 'this is like the beginning of a novel' and I was like. 'hey, you're right' and from then on, I referred to it as my dorky sweater.

Whew, that took a while. Aight everyone, Namarie.

-GadSul