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Posted on Sun, Dec 02, 2007 04:35

I was fortunate to have 3 sisters in my family. We are all a 1 1/2 yrs apart in age. My mom had a very creative imagination. Christmas at our house was magical, memorable, and special. Best Christmas memory I have was when I was 5, my older sister Debi was 6 1/2. Firm believers in Santa Claus at that age. On Christmas eve my mom had to run an errand. Dad nodded off in his lazy boy recliner which was our signal that the coast was clear! Clear for us to climb out our bedroom window which put us up on top of the garage! Covered in snow, in our pajamas. Looking for Santa. We sat there about 15 minutes. We looked and listened so hard into that dark night sky. We actually thought we heard Santa's sleigh bells. The cold was starting to set in so we decided to go back inside. That is until my mom came barreling up our drive way in her 1973 Plymouth Catalina. We laid flat on the roof so she wouldn't see us. We were shivering cold now. We made our way to the window and right before my sister could reach down and climb through, we hear my mother yelling "Who left the damn window opening? The cold is pouring in!" And the window slammed shut, and locked. After 5 minutes my mom realized we were no where to be found, and that our window was open. Up goes the window.... all we heard was GET INSIDE THIS HOUSE NOW! We cried our way into the house. Not only because we were cold, but because Santa Claus was supposed to come that night and we just got in BIG BIG trouble! Off we go to bed. We were told we'd be lucky if Santa left anything but coal. When we woke at 4:45 am (like every year to follow!!) we could see a mountain of presents. We screamed and yelled for everyone to get up. HE CAME!! SANTA CAME! The first thing we saw was a free standing chalkboard. On the board was a message: TO Debi & Laura, Be good for heaven's sake! Love, Santa. It was written like Santa was dyslexic! My mom said, "Girls do you understand what Santa is telling you?" WE looked at each other and said YES! YES! Santa's really real because if he wasn't real how could he write on our chalkboard?!!" My mom laughed out loud till she had tears. WE had no clue why she thought that was so funny. We thought she shared in our joy of knowing Santa was the real deal! My sister and I hugged each other and I still remember looking into her eyes and both of us mouthing to each other...HE'S REAL! HE'S REALLY REAL!


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Posted on Fri, Dec 21, 2007 13:28

I remember very little of my childhood. I wish I had a great story to tell from when I was in gradeschool, but I really don't. The one Christmas that does stand out is from 1991/2. I was somewhere around 13 or 14. I had made up my mind I wanted to be a pilot. So, I obviously wanted a silk scarf. I also wanted a trench coat. I knew the scarf would be hard to find. I knew the trench coat would be expensive, but those were the only things I wanted. So, I hoped for the best, but I really doubted I'd get either one. Christmas day came and we started opening presents at my grandma's house. I forget what I opened first or even second, but eventually they handed me this flat box. It was clothing of some type. I knew it. Maybe jeans. Low and behold . . THE TRENCHCOAT!!!!!! (She went in half with my step-aunt) I was so excited. I'm positive I put it on right then, and I really haven't taken it off since. It's well over 13 years old, but I still wear it. It's my favorite coat ever. I've recieved other leather coats since and even leather pants, but nothing seems to mean as much to me as that old trenchcoat. I also recieved the silk scarf. My grandma looked all over the place for it. I forget how long she said it took her to find, but she eventually found one, and I did become a pilot. *grins* Another story I have is from last year. Christmas 2006. I had finally dug myself out of the poverty hole and was greatful. I could also afford Christmas presents for the first time ever. I even sent out cards. Prior to Christmas, I had talked to my friend in NY. They had just had their second child. They had also just moved and taken a serious paycut. She was working. HE was staying at home with the kids. They couldn't afford Christmas presents for the kids. Now, I do remember what it's like to get almost nothing for Christmas. So I went through the store I was working at and picked up a few items. Nothing terribly expensive, and they weren't going to make it by Christmas, but I had to do something. So I mailed them. They recieved them. Their little girl loved the my little pony.


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Posted on Sun, Dec 09, 2007 00:54

Tis the season.


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