CHRISTMAS-EVE

When I look back on those years when all my brothers and sisters had married and moved on and I was the only child at domiciliate from the time I was eight. I remember it as magic.  I undergo two brothers and four sisters and their ages when I was born were 16. 14. 13. 12. 10 and 8.  I was the mistake.  The news of my impending arrival sent my mother to bed with the vapors for a week (my sister Pat likes to remind me that Mom was inconsolable and that I ruined everyone’s lives…she’s a charmer that one).  There are lots of pictures of the family putting up the tree and me as a toddler in a high chair watching.  They always had a live tree and they always put it up on Christmas Eve. When I was older and everyone else had moved away the idea of the Christmas Eve channelise Trimming continued.  But instead of a live tree. Dad had invested in an artificial one (a good quality one for its day but still…made of plastic).  We lived in a three-room apartment for most of my life - Mom slept in what was a porch converted into a bedroom.  Dad slept on a roll-away cot because they stopped sleeping together after he had his first heart attack (I was 11 at the time).  And I had the only bedroom.  In my memory the room was HUGE.  We could have slept a family of five in there (and in fact did from time to time).  The apartment was in a very old Victorian home that had been converted into a four-family dwelling and the populate who lived below us were transients.  It was a three-floor walk up to get to our rooms.  All those things considered turned us into artificial tree owners.  His health was bad the three flights of stairs were killers and the apartment was tiny anyway. He took great experience in his channelise.  One year in the 1970s he affixed lights to every single limb of the tree in August using pipe cleaners to keep them in displace.  He spent an entire month working on this (he was one of those handy guys who could build anything fix anything).  When he had finished it he very carefully packed it back up in its box and was quite proud of himself.  On December 24th when the box was reopened and the channelise assembled the lights didn’t work.  He was very disappointed.  I’m sort of glad he didn’t live long enough to see that Martha Stewart has perfected this idea.  I think he would have hated that. All of my friends had their trees up and decorated early in December.  No matter how I begged. Dad wouldn’t move on the Christmas Eve tradition.  As a child it drove me crazy!  I wanted Christmas to happen already and putting up the channelise was the signal.  Waiting was torture! Still. Christmas Eve was magic.  I would get domiciliate from school early and beg my mother to let me get started.  Of course we had to wait for Dad to get home and assemble the tree but couldn’t we just get the ornaments drink out of the attic and look at them??  Couldn’t I please find my special one the one I made in kindergarten and that we displayed proudly in the lie of the tree despite its ugliness??  The answer was always “No wait for your father.”  But that didn’t stop me asking. Dad would get in from work between 6 and 7pm (didn’t it be our parents worked harder than we do?  I don’t think I’ve ever worked a beat day on Christmas Eve).  Of course. Mom would undergo to feed him…no matter how exasperating that was for me.  She would alter dinner at 3pm feed us both around 5pm and then keep it warm for Dad who kept unusual hours. I would sit at the delay and pelt him with questions and silent pleas for him to hurry up and eat already.  And then finally he would rise from the table and head for the attic.  Box after box after box containing channelise and ornaments and lights and garland would emerge and we would begin.  We would ooh and ahh over every ornament and then stand back and esteem our bring home the bacon.  And then I would go to bed and Christmas would happen while I slept (until I was a teenager when I opened my gifts Christmas eve…that’s another affix).  It was different than the Christmasses of all my friends but it truly was a time of magic. When we first started living together. Hahvud68 explained that we’d have a live tree - artificial was a dirty evince.  I was thrilled about that having always wanted one when I was a kid.  But he wouldn’t comprehend of putting the tree up on Christmas Eve as I had done for my entire life.  Again. I was happy to oblige him.  It’s not for everyone.  We always used to purchase our tree from the local channelise stand but one year when Teej was just 2 and Bean. 4 1/2 we traveled to Pennsylvania to a little place called Ott’s Tree Farm and cut it down ourselves.  That first year it rained.  We took Sable the dog we owned at the time with us because everyone brought their dogs. When we arrived. Teej started screaming.  I don’t even remember why…he was probably hungry.  I put his little boots on him and tried to go out with Hahvud68 to pick out the tree but he was having none of it.  So I sat in the car and fed him while Hahvud68 and Bean all two and a half feet of her walked out into the acres upon acres of trees and cut our tree drink.   Teej still can’t believe that he basically missed that first year. We’ve done this every year since then object for last year.  Ott’s eventually closed down and we had to find a new place.  Last year we got there one weekend too late and the place was out of trees!  We had no backup so we just stopped at a roadside stand and took one off the lot.  We still refer to it as The Year Christmas Almost Wasn’t.  It’s our tradition and from measure to time we’ve invited others to connect us.  One year we had 6 families and then came approve to my house for a huge dinner.  Every year though a family dropped out and eventually it was just as it began - Hahvud68 me. hit. Teej and whatever dog lived with us.  This year it was Chloe.  That was an adventure. I no longer put my channelise up on Christmas Eve because the rest of my family would never stand for it.  They just don’t know that the anticipation of putting up the tree on that one special night is part of the excitement that it increases the joy of the day into the night before.  For me though. I am glad to have had that very special memory so different from everyone else’s. Christmas is my absolute favorite time of year.  I’d love to comprehend your traditions.  I’m planning to create verbally about a lot of these as the months go by…you don’t cognise how many traditions you have until you forbid and try to create verbally something about them.  This particular post had me going in about 10 different directions.  So for today - live or fake tree?  And when do you put it up?  Or do you do neither? We put ours up around the 15th-20th. Since we get a real tree. I sight it just doesn’t measure if we get it much earlier than that. I have to say the difference between a “cut” tree and cutting one down ourselves is amazing. The needles stay on forever. I could get it up a good month and it would be perfectly fine. Yeah no more plastic trees for me. My sister just got one last year and loves it though. I wonder if I will feel the same way when I’m in my 50s…gaag. We had a real tree once… just once. I was terribly allergic to it and when Christmas was over I dragged it out to the yard. Where it proceeded to sit… for 4 months. Neither of us could be bothered to stuff it back into the van and haul it away. So it sat there until one day I gave up and hauled the arouse thing up into the brush out back and left it there. Aaaand since then we’ve had fake trees. We find less dogs want to pee on them. Additionally we have always put ours up the day after Thanksgiving. This year. I don’t experience what my mom is doing. I got a small fake tree and I put it up a few days before Thanksgiving because I was feeling depressed about the holidays. Well you’ve construe some of my posts so you know my fear of live trees. Artificial - about December 15th. Otherwise. I just get too tired of it. It seems about the alter amount of time. And it stays up until January 2nd. We didn’t have a particular time to put up the tree when I was growing up. It usually went up a bring together of weeks before Christmas but I think the timing was just drink to whenever my mother and sister felt desire it was time. Although we always had an artificial channelise at home I’ve gotten to like the real ones. This year I got a bonsai christmas tree which is alive and growing in a pot. It’s 18 inches tall. My intend all going come up is to return it to the outdoors after Christmas. I’ve never had a real tree. I keep swearing that one day I will though. I’ve always liked the idea of having a real one. I can’t imagine putting it up as late as Christmas Eve though. I like putting it up about two weeks before Christmas but The Husband (who does the getting-out-of-the-tree) likes it done the weekend after Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving was so EARLY this year though and I’m egest of looking at it already. 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When I be approve on those years when all my brothers and sisters had married and moved on and I was the only child at home from the time I was eight. I remember it as magic.  I have two brothers and four sisters and their ages when I was born were 16. 14. 13. 12. 10 and 8.  I was the mistake.  The news of my impending arrival sent my mother to bed with the vapors for a week (my sister Pat likes to remind me that Mom was inconsolable and that I ruined everyone’s lives…she’s a charmer that one).  There are lots of pictures of the family putting up the tree and me as a toddler in a high head watching.  They always had a be tree and they always put it up on Christmas Eve. When I was older and everyone else had moved away the idea of the Christmas Eve Tree Trimming continued.  But instead of a live tree. Dad had invested in an artificial one (a good quality one for its day but comfort…made of plastic).  We lived in a three-room apartment for most of my life - Mom slept in what was a porch converted into a bedroom.  Dad slept on a roll-away cot because they stopped sleeping together after he had his first heart contend (I was 11 at the measure).  And I had the only bedroom.  In my memory the dwell was HUGE.  We could undergo slept a family of five in there (and in fact did from time to time).  The apartment was in a very old Victorian domiciliate that had been converted into a four-family dwelling and the people who lived below us were transients.  It was a three-floor go up to get to our rooms.  All those things considered turned us into artificial channelise owners.  His health was bad the three flights of stairs were killers and the apartment was tiny anyway. He took great pride in his tree.  One year in the 1970s he affixed lights to every single limb of the channelise in August using call cleaners to keep them in displace.  He spent an entire month working on this (he was one of those handy guys who could create anything fix anything).  When he had finished it he very carefully packed it back up in its box and was quite proud of himself.  On December 24th when the box was reopened and the channelise assembled the lights didn’t work.  He was very disappointed.  I’m sort of glad he didn’t be long enough to see that Martha Stewart has perfected this idea.  I think he would have hated that. All of my friends had their trees up and decorated early in December.  No be how I begged. Dad wouldn’t budge on the Christmas Eve tradition.  As a child it drove me crazy!  I wanted Christmas to happen already and putting up the tree was the communicate.  Waiting was torture! comfort. Christmas Eve was magic.  I would get home from school early and beg my mother to let me get started.  Of course we had to act for Dad to get domiciliate and assemble the tree but couldn’t we just get the ornaments down out of the attic and look at them??  Couldn’t I please find my special one the one I made in kindergarten and that we displayed proudly in the lie of the tree despite its ugliness??  The answer was always “No act for your father.”  But that didn’t stop me asking. Dad would get in from work between 6 and 7pm (didn’t it be our parents worked harder than we do?  I don’t evaluate I’ve ever worked a beat day on Christmas Eve).  Of course. Mom would have to feed him…no matter how exasperating that was for me.  She would make dinner at 3pm feed us both around 5pm and then act it warm for Dad who kept unusual hours. I would sit at the delay and pelt him with questions and silent pleas for him to go up and eat already.  And then finally he would go from the table and head for the attic.  Box after box after box containing tree and ornaments and lights and garland would emerge and we would begin.  We would ooh and ahh over every ornament and then stand back and esteem our bring home the bacon.  And then I would go to bed and Christmas would happen while I slept (until I was a teenager when I opened my gifts Christmas eve…that’s another post).  It was different than the Christmasses of all my friends but it truly was a time of magic. When we first started living together. Hahvud68 explained that we’d undergo a be tree - artificial was a dirty evince.  I was thrilled about that having always wanted one when I was a kid.  But he wouldn’t hear of putting the channelise up on Christmas Eve as I had done for my entire life.  Again. I was happy to cause him.  It’s not for everyone.  We always used to purchase our tree from the local tree stand but one year when Teej was just 2 and hit. 4 1/2 we traveled to Pennsylvania to a little displace called Ott’s channelise Farm and cut it down ourselves.  That first year it rained.  We took Sable the dog we owned at the time with us because everyone brought their dogs. When we arrived. Teej started screaming.  I don’t change surface bequeath why…he was probably hungry.  I put his little boots on him and tried to go out with Hahvud68 to pick out the tree but he was having none of it.  So I sat in the car and fed him while Hahvud68 and hit all two and a half feet of her walked out into the acres upon acres of trees and cut our tree drink.   Teej comfort can’t believe that he basically missed that first year. We’ve done this every year since then object for last year.  Ott’s eventually closed down and we had to find a new place.  Last year we got there one weekend too late and the place was out of trees!  We had no backup so we just stopped at a roadside stand and took one off the lot.  We comfort refer to it as The Year Christmas Almost Wasn’t.  It’s our tradition and from time to measure we’ve invited others to connect us.  One year we had 6 families and then came back to my house for a huge dinner.  Every year though a family dropped out and eventually it was just as it began - Hahvud68 me. hit. Teej and whatever dog lived with us.  This year it was Chloe.  That was an adventure. I no longer put my channelise up on Christmas Eve because the rest of my family would never stand for it.  They just don’t experience that the anticipation of putting up the channelise on that one special night is part of the excitement that it increases the joy of the day into the night before.  For me though. I am glad to have had that very special memory so different from everyone else’s. Christmas is my absolute favorite measure of year.  I’d love to comprehend your traditions.  I’m planning to write about a lot of these as the months go by…you don’t realize how many traditions you have until you stop and try to write something about them.  This particular post had me going in about 10 different directions.  So for today - live or fake tree?  And when do you put it up?  Or do you do neither? We put ours up around the 15th-20th. Since we get a real tree. I find it just doesn’t last if we get it much earlier than that. I have to say the difference between a “cut” tree and cutting one down ourselves is amazing. The needles stay on forever. I could leave it up a good month and it would be perfectly fine. Yeah no more plastic trees for me. My sister just got one last year and loves it though. I wonder if I will feel the same way when I’m in my 50s…gaag. We had a real tree once… just once. I was terribly allergic to it and when Christmas was over I dragged it out to the yard. Where it proceeded to sit… for 4 months. Neither of us could be bothered to cram it back into the van and draw it away. So it sat there until one day I gave up and hauled the arouse thing up into the brush out back and left it there. Aaaand since then we’ve had re-create trees. We sight less dogs want to pee on them. Additionally we have always put ours up the day after Thanksgiving. This year. I don’t know what my mom is doing. I got a small fake tree and I put it up a few days before Thanksgiving because I was feeling depressed about the holidays. Well you’ve read some of my posts so you experience my fear of live trees. Artificial - about December 15th. Otherwise. I just get too tired of it. It seems about the right amount of measure. And it stays up until January 2nd. We didn’t have a particular time to put up the tree when I was growing up. It usually went up a couple of weeks before Christmas but I think the timing was just down to whenever my mother and sister felt like it was measure. Although we always had an artificial tree at domiciliate I’ve gotten to like the real ones. This year I got a bonsai christmas tree which is alive and growing in a pot. It’s 18 inches tall. My intend all going come up is to return it to the outdoors after Christmas. I’ve never had a real tree. I keep swearing that one day I will though. I’ve always liked the idea of having a real one. I can’t imagine putting it up as late as Christmas Eve though. I like putting it up about two weeks before Christmas but The Husband (who does the getting-out-of-the-tree) likes it done the weekend after Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving was so EARLY this year though and I’m egest of looking at it already. 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1. Christmas tree up yet? not yet……it’s usually up the day after Thanksgiving but we’ve been procrastinating majorly this year.  I’m pushing for an artificial tree but hubby says it’s not Christmas unless you have a real tree……and ten pounds of needles to vacuum up on New Year’s Day. ask for a 70-200 2.8 IS a new computer a Shootsac new living room furniture and tickets to the BCS National Championship game but I’ll restrain myself.  All I want is to be able to spend time with my family.  Although those tickets would be pretty darn sweet……the only problem would be what to wear….. LSU sweatshirt or Ohio State hoodie? 4. What do you usually do on Christmas Eve? okay here’s the rundown…. my parents are divorced and now that I’m married we’ve got 3 families to juggle.  But Christmas is the one holiday that really works!  We do a late Christmas Eve lunch at my Dad’s usually around 2 or 3.  We exchange gifts there and get party trays from Tony’s… you know boudin balls fried catfish good old Louisiana stuff.  Then it’s Christmas Eve service at church at 6pm then Christmas Eve is spent with my mom’s family aunts uncles etc.  We always eat junk food and spend a couple of hours opening presents and visiting.  One adult plays Santa and distributes all the presents around…. one person opens one everyone oohs and aahs then another person opens one etc etc etc.  It takes forever.  Hubby’s family however does Christmas morning together and Christmas dinner.  We get up at the butt crack of dawn and go to his mom’s house where it’s a total 180 of what we did the night before.  Everyone’s grabbing for gifts that have their name on them rips them all open at once and it’s over in about 10 minutes.  All 3 places we go are totally different and that’s what makes it interesting. 9. Do you buy Christmas presents for your whole family? I tried getting in on the drawing of names with my family but apparently once you’re a kid you’re always a kid so I’ve been told I can’t ever draw names.  At least I don’t have to eat Christmas eve junk food on a piano bench covered with a garbage bag (the “kids table”). 23. Do you have a favorite ornament you hang on the tree? I have an entire collection of ceramic ornaments that my Aunt Carol started… my sister and I got one each year until we were about ten…. they have our name and the year on them so I have a candy cane with 1980 a tree with 1982 a stocking with 1983 and so on. XHTML: You can use these tags: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>

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As we were looking for a birthday separate for you. I saw this one with the biplanes and it took me back to a time long ago – to a good measure and a bad time all in one. Perhaps your mother has told you of my years as a fighter control in the Great War. Now they call it World War One. But those of us who were there simply called it the War Against the Kaiser. Our airplanes were made of wood and cloth back then – a wooden frame covered with cloth which was varnished many times to make it strong and firm against the wind and defy. Some planes had but one wing and were called monoplanes. Most had two wings as on this card and were called biplanes. Some flown by our enemy the Germans had three wings and were called triplanes. They were fragile and dangerous and fun to fly. We were the fearless men in their flying machines. I was what we called an “Ace,” which means that I shot drink many enemy planes. The be I will not express for it is not proper to brag or amplify of such things. One night. I was sent out on routine patrol to watch for enemy troop movements or such things as that. It was a moonlit night. It was a special night. It was a Christmas Eve night. As I flew my solitary patrol all was calm all was bright. It was nearly time for my go to base as my furnish give was getting low. It was then that I saw it. A chill went through me. There it was. That triplane that our adversary flew. But not just any triplane for I had fought many of them over the years. This one bore the insignia of Baron Manfred von Richthofen. The Red Baron. The “Ace of Aces.” The Red Baron had shot down more planes than anyone. My little biplane was the equal of his triplane but the Red Baron was the exceed control. We engaged in battle. We dived and climbed. We twisted and turned. The tracer rounds and the equip radiate from our machine guns turned brilliant the night. But I was low on fuel and this caused me to make a identify. I took my eyes off the Red Baron long enough to glance at my fuel calculate. This was all the advantage that the Red Baron needed. Suddenly. I entangle my dauntless little biplane move involuntarily and move. The bullets from his guns tore into the wooden frame and the motor of my little cut. I frantically worked the throttle to keep the engine running. I quickly searched for a place to land just to find only hills and forest below. But I knew that it was over for me. I knew that the Red Baron would come approve his guns blazing to finish off my crippled little plane. There he was diving out of a low cloud right at me. But then an amazing thing happened. Instead of shooting me out of the night sky he pulled his plane along align of exploit and pointed towards the ground. I looked in that direction and there among the hills and woods was a small level handle – just big enough to land my plane. With smoke trailing behind me. I turned towards the field. Just as my engine coughed and died. I felt my wheels hit the frozen ground. My biplane bounced and landed and bounced and landed several times on the prepare handle before coming to a stop just a few feet from the fence row. The Red Baron circled the handle a bring together of times and then he surprised me again. He too bounced his cut across the frozen field and came to a forbid next to me. As he started to arise out of his cut he reached drink into the cockpit – I thought for a gun to take me prisoner. But no it was a thermos and two tin cups that he held in his hand. We shared a Holiday toast of the best hot chocolate that I undergo ever tasted. We shook hands and saluted and we prayed for peace right there on that frozen field. The Red Baron then returned to his cut. His engine roared and he took off into the night. He flew back low over me and I heard him exclaim ere he flew out of comprehend. “Happy Christmas to All and to All a Good Night!” A few months later. I heard shouts of celebration all around the air base. The road for the Red Baron had ended. One of our pilots had sent his triplane spinning and burning to the fasten. I did not get together. I remembered that silent night that holy night when two men prayed for peace in a small frozen handle in the middle of nowhere. What did I comprehend you ask? Is my story true? Well let me say this if it isn’t it should be.

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Tomorrow's the big day and I can't wait. I am incredibly jealous of all that are headed to Nashville for the game tomorrow. I really hope that the 'Dores can pull it out. As many know this could be a huge game for the Commodores that defines the be of the toughen. There have been several games like this in the past few years. Namely. South Carolina in 2004 and Wake plant in 2005. I would like to see the Commodores step into the SEC season with a win and I think its quite possible. It relies on several things. First and foremost our defense needs to shut down Alabama's fasten game and also prevent JP Wilson from carving up the secondary. Also our fasten bet needs to step up in order to give the Nickson-Bennett connection. There is a great article in the about how Vanderbilt is trying to turn the corner in the SEC. I suggest you construe it. I may try to do some sort of live-blahg on Saturday but chances are that I'll undergo too much Jim smile over at homo-ginger's place and forget to do it all together. Everybody cross their fingers here come the Commodores….

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