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Wednesday, December 2, 2020

Memorable Holiday Hump Day Poll


We've all got some doozy memories about the holidays whether it was that gift you'd been begging for all year was under the tree or the aunts almost came to blows at the holiday table.

Share one vivid Christmas memory, good or bad

We would spend Christmas Eve with my dad's family and one or two years, my aunt Lila had it.  (My dad's aunt.)  Her house was big enough to host everyone with space.  I remember when I was about five years old, we all got our plates to head to our spots to eat.  I remember having a ham sandwich and baked beans and there were probably chips or something too.  About 45 minutes after eating, while gleefully playing with my new toys, I started to feel weird.  I looked at my mom and I'm like "I don't feel good."  
"What's wrong?"

I stood up.

"I don't know, I just..."

(This ain't pretty but I'm betting you know where it's going.)

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My mom jumped up horrified and I left a trail all the way from the family room, through the dining room, the front living room, down the hallway and into the bathroom.  Mom's yelling at me the whole time as I'm screaming and crying because I've never barfed before and am TERRIFIED.  I can't breathe and she's yelling at me to aim for the toilet because I keep looking at her asking what's happening.  Not the best way to have handled her embarrassment over me wrecking Aunt Lila's place.  I assume my dad and grandma (a nurse) were cleaning things up because when I came out of the bathroom we immediately left to go home.  I don't believe Aunt Lila ever hosted the entire family again.  Sorry about the carpets!

And now you know why I would rather bargain with God for 10 hours than puke once.

Happy Holidays!  LOL

Your turn.

Share one vivid Christmas memory, good or bad

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2 comments:

  1. That is exactly why you don't like to barf. All kinds of trauma behind it.

    I have a good memory to share, I suppose:

    One of my first real vivid memories of Christmas was the first time I had to be in the Christmas Choir as a kid. You had to be in 4th grade as that was the age to be old enough to be trusted with such an important event. We got in our uniforms and started singing Oh Come All Ye Faithful along with the (at the time) Men's Choir as all of us marched into the church from outside and everyone inside was standing to face us and smiling the biggest happiest smiles I have ever seen a crowd of people have. The church organ ( a huge pipe organ) was in the balcony above us and I remember being told that as we make our way to the front of the church we would have to watch our timing because sounds moves at 1100 feet per second and by the time we got to the front we were far enough away as to see his hand movements before we would hear the organ for song changes. Just always stuck with me because the Choir director and organist was our science teacher too. Being up on the altar with all my classmates and my Dad (he was in the Men's choir as well) was like a rite of passage for me since my older brothers had already done that before. Christas Eve mass was very special because of all that. Months of preparation. A few practice runs before the big day and that night it all just went perfectly and I will never forget it. Being a part of something big like that for the first time in my life at that point was just great to experience at that age.

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  2. I don't remember the circumstances but there is a picture of me when I'm around 3 yrs old standing with my sister in front of the tree and I'm bawling my eyes out. It's just the most pitiful thing to see and all I could think was why would you take this right now??? If I can find it, I'll send it to you. My hair was a lot lighter when I was little so it's weird to see. I was a cute kid as a little tyke...what happened?! Bahahaha!!

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