Ok, here goes. I got tagged for the middle name game in September by my friend Tracy. So, I finish the task right away and realize that I don’t know enough bloggers to tag anyone back! So into the drafts file this goes. Now that I am back from quilt market in Houston and can breathe, I thought I’d at least post what I came up with. Besides that, I met and had dinner with the famous Pamkittymorning! I’ll fill you in later on my market experiences.
The Rules:
Players, you must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had. When you are tagged you need to write your own blog post containing your own middle name game facts. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
Here goes: Therese
Therese was my grandmother’s name and I am proud to be her namesake. She was a hard working German woman who grew up in Strasburg, North Dakota (yes, with Lawrence Welk). She loved all of us kids and we loved her back. She made the best sugar cookies in the world, topped only by her cinnamon rolls and home made donuts. We used to sneak them out of the freezer and eat them in her back yard during our summer visits. She was the best and I miss her dearly.
Home is where I love to be.
Evenings in front of the fire place with my family during the long Minnesota winters.
Running my kids around is what I spend much of my time doing. What a blessing that driver’s license was for my oldest last March.
E-mail - What did I do before it was invented?
Sewing is my obsession. I have loved to sew since I was a little girl. My mom sewed our clothes and the best thing was making clothes for my Barbie doll with the scraps. I would sew those scraps right onto her.
Eating my husband’s cooking. It’s like eating in a gourmet restaurant most nights around here. He loves to cook and we love to eat. My kids never ask me what’s for dinner. They just call their dad.
There. I did it!