• HndsmKansan

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    Dec 06, 2008 10:28 PM GMT
    Well let me say that Christmas memories have always been very special.
    My mother did an almost perfect job of making it that way in my early years.
    I'm sure many of us have some... and I have a number, but I'll share one of them........

    When I was about 3 years old and was already becoming a Christmas freak.. I loved it and was taken with all of it, the lights, music, etc.
    I wanted to hear a certain old record my mother had.. older than most of what she had. I kept bugging her about it and finally (probably from exasperation), she handed me the old record, told me to have fun, but I was to leave the others alone and I headed to my room and my kids record player. It was an album called, "Christmas by Conniff" and several of the songs are VERY special to me and always will be. "Jingle Bells" by Conniff is in a category by itself.

    Today, my mothers albums are stuffed away and some are long gone......
    but a certain album still remains, beat up cover..........but only 1 scratch,
    replaced now by a CD.... Whenever I hear the album, I get emotional
    and get goosebumps......

    What about you?

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    Dec 06, 2008 10:32 PM GMT
    Christmas 1969 was probably the best. The christmas turkey's backbone collapsed, we all got a bit tipsy on my mom's homemade plum wine (including my 82 year old great Aunt Hattie who rarely drank), and we laughed alot. With one exception (1985) Christmas has always been a great time for our family.
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    Dec 06, 2008 11:16 PM GMT
    I remember spending Christmas with my Great-Grandparents, Grandmother, Mother, and Brother when I was really young. We stopped visiting for that holiday when my Great-Grandmother died. I miss it. My great-grandfather is 103 now and I wish I could be there with him...even if he isn't all there.

    They were so loving and accepting, especially for ministers of a church typically known to be very judging. They loved anybody and that unconditional love feeling has been missing from my family since losing them. My Great-Grandmother always had someone new to feed, maybe a neighbor, a stranger, whoever she saw alone or in need. It was great to see that innocence in such a strong adult. Half the dinner would go to the needy and we were happy to just have each other. Seeing as they did well, there were good gifts, but the memory of family has dissolved the memory of what I got.

    For me, Christmas has nothing to do with presents or dinner. It's about family and the people that mean the most to you. It's about emotional and spiritual bonds that connect us. It's a much wider recognition of our love and, for most, God's love and the impact we have on each other. It's basically just like Thanksgiving, but on a wider scale and with religious interests for those that believe. I wish people would think that way.

    The people that go nuts over toys, electronics, the hottest gift at the best price...it's all so sickening to me. It's totally transformed this from a holiday with purpose to a holiday about capitalism. If I had a child that cried because he didn't get the toy he wanted, I'd have serious questions about my parenting style. I do my best to stay away from that. I even refuse gifts (because I've already told everybody to not get me anything). I just don't like to support exactly what hurts the purpose of the holiday.

    But back to the main topic, I'd say my Christmas's from the beginning, since I was born on the 19th, up until I was age 9 were the best. I also remember at age 8 I performed in a large school play about Christmas. I played one of the three kings and was a total star!!!! icon_wink.gif
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    Dec 07, 2008 2:55 AM GMT
    Well i would have to say that last years Christmas was pretty cool.. and just like the year before it (well every year actually) my family and the rest of my people go get Chinese food, since its the only place open for dinner, and we get to see all of our fellow Jews there too and have a grand old time.

    This year is going to be different though, since we're traveling to Cali a week before Christmas for my cousins bat-mitzvah, we come back Christmas day.. so we get Chinese food in California this year icon_smile.gif

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    Dec 07, 2008 3:30 AM GMT
    My sick, twisted step father.

    Anyways, We are all gathered around on Christmas day. Camcorder rolling.
    My step father's Mom opens her present from him. Usually he doesn't get her anything, but this year was different.


    A Pair of Warm, Fuzzy Slippers.
    and Inside these slippers

    A BIG 9" DILDO.

    He says, "I got you slippers mom! if you don't like'em, you can go Fuck yourself!"

    The next year my Mom divorced him. I'll remember that forever.

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    Dec 07, 2008 3:31 AM GMT
    Honestly, I hardly have any good memories of Christmas. My dad was a horrible alcoholic and stayed drunk throughout the holidays. He ruined every Christmas.

    He died eight years ago and our family's Christmases ever since have been much more enjoyable.

    Sounds harsh, but it's a fact.
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    Dec 07, 2008 3:42 AM GMT
    okay that above was sad, im sorry man but at least something good came out of something bad.

    As for me growing up was always fun on christmas so i didnt know any better. The best times are when it was my sisters kids first christmas.

    The best time was when I got something really cool for my nephew. His dad isnt around anymore and I guess he wasnt sure who he was talking to.

    Anyways, he opened his present and started laughing and was so happy. Usually for the kids we just put from santa but my sister said the present was from me.

    He ran up to me and said "I love you daddy thank you" Then right after he said "i mean uncle aaron"

    I had to leave the room because i was so touched that someone called me daddy, someone I helped raise as a baby. That was the best thing I remember about christmas. That little boy makes me want kids so bad, I'd be a great daddy.

    lol i just got all teary eyed again
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    Dec 07, 2008 3:50 AM GMT
    AWW!!! That was really sweet OnSlaught! Makes me want a kid one day too!
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    Dec 07, 2008 3:53 AM GMT
    lol was that sweet?

    Oh its just the truth, my biggest christmas wish or any wish would be to have a loving committed relationship with kids that we raise.

    So that in regards to this forum is a future hopful christmas memory
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    Dec 07, 2008 4:07 AM GMT
    Last year was the first time I'd brought a boyfriend home for Christmas. It was a really special experience for me.
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    Dec 07, 2008 5:06 AM GMT
    Christmas, 1953, when I was 4. Beginning that year, and thereafter while I was still young, my parents would wait until I had gone to sleep on Christmas Eve, and only then put up all the decorations in the house at once, including the tree, which they kept hidden in the garage until then. The outdoor house lights & lawn displays had already been done weeks earlier, however, so I knew Christmas was near.

    And they used a parlor that had French doors, that they would close after they were finished. On that Christmas morning in 1953, the first time they did this, I woke up before dawn, no doubt from excitement. I crept out timidly through the dark house, amazing new decorations greeting me in every room, until I saw those closed French doors, which puzzled me. Curiosity made me open them, and I found -- Christmas.

    The best tree I had ever seen sat towering in one corner, and around its raised base was a snowy white mountain scene, with miniature skiers coming down, into a village that surrounded the tree. And there tiny skaters posed on a frozen pond, with evergreen trees all around.

    And around the perimeter of this village ran the tracks of a Lionel train set, my first, with a train station building, and crossings with cars, and a mountain tunnel at the back of the tree.

    And all over the room were toys on display. A big red tractor I could pedal & ride, and a sled, a battery-powered Army tank, and dozens of other treasures. For in those days when I was very little my parents didn't wrap my presents, rather unboxing all of them, and arranging them all around, as if they were a toy store display. And that room was crammed with gifts, in every nook & cranny, so that I could hardly see the floor.

    I still have photos taken of that Christmas morning, to prove my memory is not imaginary. And years later, when I had young sons of my own, I recreated that moment for them. Train set around the tree, miniature village, and gifts everywhere, all done while they slept as had been done for me.

    The tree my partner & I have also has a train set around it, and hanging from that tree are many of the exact same ornaments that greeted me that Christmas morning 55 years ago. And so I get to remember, and relive a little each year, the most wonderful Christmas that any parents ever gave a son.
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    Dec 07, 2008 8:46 AM GMT
    Very good memories. Christmas has always been special here. icon_smile.gif

    I do remember one Christmas being more special. After we narrowly missed having our house repossessed by the banks (around high school for me). It was perhaps the barest Christmas we had. When I was younger we had very lavish Christmases, with feasts featuring roast pigs, tons of food, a houseful of guests including servants and their families and our neighbors and family friends. It gradually dwindled down to a small family celebration as our family came on hard times.

    That Christmas was the lowest time for the family. We had very little money left, and most of our farmlands, all our farm vehicles (except for the family car), and animals sold to pay off debts. The past months before that was hell for us, as we struggled to find a way to keep the banks from getting our family house. But it was the warmest Christmas ever. We had only the traditional Spaghetti that my mom and sisters always cook for any holidays, chicken salad, some fruits and meat... a far cry from the feasts I remember in my younger years. But it was one of the happiest, because we were really extremely thankful that we still had a roof over our heads coupled with the real appreciation of the family bonds that tied us together.
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    Dec 07, 2008 9:22 AM GMT
    The Christmas I got my N64 was pretty amazing. Growing up we didn't have a lot, but the parents always came through for Christmas. I wasn't exactly as excited as the guy below, but it was pretty cool.

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    Dec 07, 2008 7:36 PM GMT
    As a non Christian probably this question is not for me. But I have a sweet memories with my ex bf during my college days in US back in the eighties. He take me home to see his parents. And they treat me so nice. The families dinner and get together. The walk in the park , in a snowy pine forest . Before we sleep under the Chistmas tree, we share a quick kiss when its dark and nobody is around. Those are special moment for me. Now just a distance memory .
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    Dec 07, 2008 9:51 PM GMT
    Don't remember how old I was, likely around 10 or 11. Me and a bunch of my cousins (close to 15 of us) decided to play tag while we waited for our parents to get Christmas dinner ready. We also decided that it'd be sweet to get on top of the buses and jump from bus to bus to get away from each other (family has a bus company). There was probably around 6 inches of snow on top of each bus. We ran around inside the bus garage too, knocking shit over, slamming doors in each others faces. Definitely got in trouble that year. Good times, was a lot of fun... surprised none of us broke anything. I liked Christmas when I was younger because everyone came, and there was likely close to 45 of us, it's a lot harder to get everyone together now, since some of the cousins are married, or have other places to go.

    Same year I got a GT racer for Christmas, it was pretty kick ass.
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    Dec 07, 2008 10:22 PM GMT
    when i was 13... we were POOR.... no money, no home, we were staying with relatives and for xmas, my mom and dad had this tiny ceramic tree that was about a foot high that they put out and they got us each one present that was placed at teh foot of it. cheap presents as our financial situation was horrible but presents. i felt bad that they felt the need to get us something cuz they didnt but they did and it was great cuz we didnt get huge expensive purchases and all, but it was a good life lesson learned early about what the seasin was really about and how to appreciate love and family and the reason we really celebrate xmas.
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    Dec 07, 2008 10:57 PM GMT
    I have a ton of warm memories - growing up with grandparents and even great grandparents all living close by and providing my brothers, my sister and me with all of their love and generosity. I'm very lucky to still have parents - healthy and happy - a ton of friends as well.

    Probably the most special Christmas memory was the first time my (then) bf and I spent Christmas / New Year's week skiing with other frat bros in Gstaad. This guy was very special to me - we had a lot of great memories.
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    Dec 07, 2008 11:15 PM GMT
    wow...this post really got to me since this will be the first Christmas I will spend away from my family.

    My favorite Christmas memory actually came about 15 years ago. My whole family used to always go to my grandparents house to celebrate Christmas, but that year my dad was on call for work so my mom, dad, brother, sister and myself spent the entire holiday at home. This is the only time that this has happened. EVER. At first I was sad that I would not be spending Christmas with my grandparents, aunts and uncles and cousins, but the 5 of us just rented movies and spent the whole day together. Whenever I think back to this Christmas I get a warm feeling and only think of it with the greatest feeling.

    Nothing too fancy or exciting, but I remember it like it was yesterday.
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    Dec 08, 2008 12:19 AM GMT
    For years and years me and my friends would hold gag-gift exchanges. It became quite competitive to see who could bring the most ridiculous gift. One year I brought a box of cooked weiners from some hot dog joint in the mall where I was working. As we waited to open our presents, my friend who received the lovely package was too polite to ask why her package was warm. It all went downhill from there.

    Other classics included a whole chicken in a can that managed to make it back to be regifted for several years running, a statue made of an entire year's collected dryer lint, a commissioned sculpture made of discarded bird's feet and driftwood that someone's taxidermist brother created (which returned to the party the following year wired up and turned into a working lamp), a thirty foot scarf that someone knitted for six months, and a real prosthetic leg.

    My favorite gifts to give were a framed photo of my naked ass that I had inscribed with the words "Because you're special" and a box of hair sweepings that I asked a salon to collect on a busy Saturday afternoon. The girl who got it accidentally spilled the whole box of hair on her lap while she was opening it. Ha!

    Oh, I need to start entertaining again!
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    Dec 08, 2008 12:35 AM GMT
    TheIStrat saidLast year was the first time I'd brought a boyfriend home for Christmas. It was a really special experience for me.

    I can't wait to be able to do that.

    I'm blessed to have such an entertaining extended family that gets together at my Grandma's house each Christmas. Each Christmas in my past is filled with stories and jokes and good times -- I can't wait to see everyone at Christmas this year. icon_smile.gif
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    Dec 08, 2008 1:23 AM GMT
    No one year in particular, but just the general amalgamation of my childhood.

    Building up to the day were several standard rituals. My mother's prized possession was a Christmas village set, for which my Dad generally gave her a building and my brother and I gave her some people or trees or whatnot, and my mother and I would take hours setting the whole thing up. I've since inherited that, and with a house of my own I have the room to set it up these days. We ended up supplying the cookies for approximately 4 families, so from the middle of December onward we were baking all the time. My brother and I each got a new ornament each year, so by the time we were off to college we each had enough ornaments for a tree ourselves.

    I was always more a fan of Christmas Eve. The typical Christmas Eve featured the last of the baking for the season, wrapping all the gifts and setting them under the tree, and me singing whatever carols were requested. My Dad, the Evel Kenievel of Christmas shopping, typically actually went out looking for gifts on the 24th. We'd walk the half mile to the church that we essentially only attended when my choir was performing, and enjoy the early evening candlelight service--the Christmas Eve service always followed the same script, which was basically a reading of the Gospel accounts of the first Christmas interspersed with religious Christmas carols and the entire church sitting there in candlelight. Then we'd walk home, stopping to look at the nice light displays, and have a Christmas Eve dinner of fruit, cheese, crackers, and cocktail wieners.

    I kind of grew up in a Norman Rockwell painting, but there are parts of it which were quite enjoyable because of that.
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    Dec 08, 2008 1:35 AM GMT
    I do not enjoy X-mas. I endure and survive the holiday, but do not enjoy it. I have a long list of reasons dating from my childhood to present day that help remind me of why I dislike this time of the year. If I didn't have kids, I would not celebrate, nor even acknowledge the holiday.
    The best X-mas holiday I have ever had was in 2004. I took a two week long cruise in the Caribbean and Mexico....absolutely wonderful! Wish I could do it again, but current responsibilites preclude it.icon_rolleyes.gif