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Sunday, December 07, 2003 - 6:49 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
The best Christmas gift I ever got was a Festivas pole. Festivas, for the rest of us.



Sillycalimomma

Tuesday, December 16, 2003 - 12:17 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
The best Christmas gift I got-
On my very first Mothers day my DH gave me a beautiful sapphire and diamond ring. It was my first "Real" piece of jewelry. Unfortunately 2 years later it was stolen when our house was broken into while we were on vacation. He knew how much I loved that ring and the following Christmas managed to find one very similar (a bit better actually) to it. I was so thrilled. But, my happiness was short lived. On the first night of living in our new home here last October someone broke into my car which was still filled with things from the move-including my ring. And so yet again a theif took away the best gift I have ever received. Doubt DH will be buying me anymore jewelry!
Best gift I ever gave-
that is a tough one, but I think it would probably be to my DH. His mother had passed away when he was a teenager and he did not have any photos of her or his childhood. I spent months tracking down relatives who had pictures from his childhood and put together a scrapbook-one for him and also one for his brother. Each had a page in it that was a tribute to their mother. I am sure that if she was still with us this would be something she would have done for her boys. Both of them still keep the photo albums out and look through them every time a holiday, birthday rolls around.

Landi

Tuesday, December 16, 2003 - 1:31 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
the best gift i ever got... a dad.

my mom and i had been living in the projects of oakland. barely getting by (my RL father took after i was born - wanting nothing to do with either of us), and most of the time i had to go and live with my nonna in sonoma as my mom couldn't always afford at the time to take care of me. she'd be working days and nights at the phone company just to be able to have money for food and the rent. in 1969 she met my stepfather, he promised to take care of us and they got married december 20th of that year. we moved immediately and that first year i had my first christmas tree, new pajamas for christmas, and i actually got new toys! soon we moved out of oakland and into the burbs. thanks to my mom meeting him, they bought a house, i went to college, got a masters degree, they bought a better house, and when my mom died in 1997. i finally realized he was MY DAD. they had been married for 27 years, he was always faithful to her, and although growing up i always thought he was too strict and didn't love me, in the last 6 years he has truly shown me that i am his daughter.


Cindori

Tuesday, December 16, 2003 - 1:34 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Landi and Silli, you're just enough to make a woman bawl today! {{{LandiSilli}}}

Truly touching stories. Thank you.

Admin

Wednesday, December 17, 2003 - 10:07 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
The year was 1974. The gift: Fisher Price Castle set. I played with it on and off as a child, and now 30 years later, I sold it on ebay for $200.

I have to give credits to my Lloyds TV Game though, too. It had pong, tennis, hockey and a shooting game....very cool! :)

Gemma120in2002

Wednesday, December 17, 2003 - 10:34 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Pamy, what I want to know is how you got my cat Tommy and gave him those panties! Crotchless panties on my cat Tommy! LOLLL! He's in on my bed snuggled up to my husband's leg right now. No wonder he gets this smug look on his face, you and he have this secret! Once again, I'm the last to know!

Pamy

Thursday, December 18, 2003 - 8:52 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Gemma, that is my cat Dopey!!! Does he look like Tommy?? Does Tommy have a hairlip? If ya look close you can see Dopey's mouth and nose didnt grow together correctly.

Brenda1966

Thursday, December 18, 2003 - 10:16 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Admin, you mean the Little People castle? My sister had that and it was so cool. I think my mom threw it out. Shame on her.

I remember the tower thing and the yellow trap door that the people would fall through. There was a green dragon and a knight in shining armor on a horse. Great toy. The Little People of today aren't nearly as good.

My most memorable gift: I was probably 10 years old. We had opened the Santa gifts and I was really happy with what I received. My mom asked me to go in the kitchen to get her a coke. I walk in there and a mini 10-speed bike is sitting there. I was speechless. I had wanted one but never really thought I'd get one and had forgotten all about it. I didn't say a word I just got the coke and took it to my mom who then had to ask me if I saw anything in there!

Carrie92

Thursday, December 18, 2003 - 9:56 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Best one I got was last year. My husband has always gotten me nice things for Christmas, you know, jewelry, perfume, just about anything I ask for.
Last year, there was a huge box under the tree, and I had to stare at that thing for 2 weeks not having a clue what it was, but not wanting any hints either ( I like to be surprised ).
So, Christmas comes and I get some nice things from hubby, things I had hinted at.
Then, I opened the big one. It was a telescope. I've always wanted one, ever since I was little. But it's one of those things that I see in stores and what not and say, "oh I would love to have that", but not something that would occur to me to put on my Christmas list.
I just started crying, because it was so thoughtful.
So, now when I see all those stupid jewelry commercials on tv (I hate those DeBeers ones) I think what a cheesy gift those are. Like red roses, so generic to me, I'd rather get a handpicked flower.
It's not difficult to shop for women, we are so easy to please. But, when a man really puts thought into something, it means so much more.

Marysafan

Friday, December 19, 2003 - 10:01 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Oh Brenda...You're face had to have been priceless. I am laughing just reading about it...I can just imagine what your mother saw.

My best friend got a telescope from her husband for Christmas also...and like you, Carrie, it was something she had wanted since she was a child, but never dreamed of asking for one. I know how happy she was, so I can imagine how happy you were too!

Djgirl

Friday, December 19, 2003 - 10:41 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
So far, my best gift from my boyfriend in the past two years was the perfume he gave me last year for Christmas. He had been complaining about the perfume that I wore at the time, so I told him if he didn't like it, to get me something to replace it. He went to the mall and spent over an hour smelling different perfumes, and then finally found one ("Dark Red" - Hugo Boss) that reminded him of me... it smells delicious, and knowing how hard it would have been for him to spend that much time in the mall meant so much.

Herckleperckle

Saturday, December 20, 2003 - 12:55 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Landi, your message absolutely blew me away.



Thank you so much for sharing.

Reader234

Thursday, December 25, 2003 - 3:28 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
I so agree HP, beautiful Landi, thanks for sharing!!

Brenda, I remember that year!! I had so wanted a schwin 10 speed bike, I was in 5 - 6 grade... I begged, I did extra chores for months (from Sept the start of school) (my previous bikes had been real butes, recycled from the trash dump, but fixed up!! We werent poor, but... I knew asking for a 10 speed was pushing it) Christmas Eve, I was really begging, when my dad calmly explained, that "even if... it was too late..." which I sincerely replied, you could put an IOU under the tree"

Yep, I got the bike, and I have a pic w/ me on that bike too... Later my mom said my dad was so tempted to put an IOU under the tree, they had it stashed at a neighbor's home that didnt have kids... what a surprise that year was!!

This year, the best present... DS, 18 went and took a pic of Dh and both boys on the top of thier mountain (the adventure they went on last summer) it was a great pic, he had it blown up to 8x10 and framed... made dh cry it did, we all looked and realized it was a special memory!! :)

Pamy

Friday, December 26, 2003 - 5:42 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
This year from Walmart!!!!

I bought 2 giftcards last wk(100 and 40) the girl rang them up and thre in the bag, I said how will I know which one is which, she was snotty and said cuz I know which one I rang up first, I can write the amt on the back if ya want, I told her yes, pls do.

Well, I gave the 40 dollar one to the family of my DS's best friend a few days before Christmas. They called to thank me and to tell me was I sure it was just 40 cuz they went to use it and the clerk told them it was worth 100!!!!!

I said, oh yeah, it's 100, I made a mistake. Then panicked cuz now my stepson was going to get only 40 gift card!!

I called Walmart manager the next day and told him the story, he said bring the 40 card into the store and he would add 60 dollars to it!!!!!!

I was very impressed!!!

Maris

Friday, December 26, 2003 - 7:50 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Ah yes the Fisher Price castle, I have a memorable moment with that one. My son was over at his cousins house (he was about four and his cousin three) for a New Years party. Place was packed and the little ones had the castle in a corner of the living room. Now this castle came with soldiers, silver and black. My son was playing with the silver soldiers and his cousin had the black soldiers and they were playing fights.

The party was in full swing when suddenly a four year old voice shouted out "Kill the black guy" the whole party went dead silent and all eyes turned to me. You want to talk about lifes most embarrassing moments, that was it. I knew the kids were just playing a game and there was no racial conotation for them about the game but it was really tough to sit there and say nothing.

Marysafan

Friday, December 26, 2003 - 8:57 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
It started at Thanksgiving this year when my daughters told me that they were going in together for my Christmas present. I have been known to get rather excited about Christmas presents and my family is unmerciful in playing to that weakness. There has been a mention of the "gift" in every phone call since Thanksgiving. Things like "You're going to cry, I just know it." or I can't wait to see your face when you open it ...you are really going to love it."

Last week they were together when they called to tell me that they had just made a road trip to Lincoln, NE for the "missing piece". My curiosity level was rising, despite my trying to contain it.

When Christmas Eve arrived, I was handed a gift bag and told to be careful with it as it was fragile. I am a well known "shaker" so I was on my best behavior. I guarded that gift bag with my life...admonishing everyone who came within two feet of it...to be careful!

When it came time to open gifts, I was handed the gift bag, I had been so eagerly anticipating. I carefully removed the contents...a small box. I opened the box to find a piece of paper! A note telling me how much they loved me. ...then out from behind the sofa they pulled this LARGE flat box. It looked to be a picture of some sort.

I opened it...expecting to find a family portrait...and was stunned to see a print that I had admired many years ago. The print is called "Reflections" by Lee Teter. It was about 15 years ago when I first saw it one day when I was shopping with my youngest daughter, who must have been about 12 years old. The print touched me deeply and brought tears to my eyes. She never forgot. All these years later, I now have a copy of it and hubby just finished hanging it up for me, right above my computer.

BTW...the report of the road trip to Lincoln...was a red herring...just to throw me off! I told you they were unmerciful!

Oh, and yes...I cried!

Cassie

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 12:05 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Awww, Marysafan. That was a lovely story. My sisters and I used to do things like that for our mother too. It tells a lot about how your daughters feel about you :) Imagine a 12 year old remembering the effect a picture had on you all those years ago. Nice...really nice.

Pamy

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 12:50 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
I love all these stories, they are funny and touching!

Wargod

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 1:19 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Pamy, we had a similar experience with Wal Mart this year. Darren and Caleb went shopping last Sunday to buy gifts for me. Somehow in the shopping madness, they walked out with only two bags instead of three and didn't notice. Christmas Eve, Darren got off work at 12 and when he got home we started working on Christmas stuff. He put together a toy, and we went through wrapping up what we had to do, and sorting out stuff for stockings. I left the room to get to work on cooking for Christmas, while he stayed to wrap my presents.

About half an hour later, he came out scratching his head. He asked Caleb how many bags they brought home, checked the car, checked the garage. Finally he told me he was missing some stuff. Thinking in my cleaning freenzy I may have moved the bag, we searched the house top to bottom before realizing this bag wasn't anywhere here. He called Wal Mart to see if maybe they'd put the bag aside, but they hadn't.

But, they told him if he'd bring the reciept in and let them know what was missing they'd replace the items. Christmas Eve, he was in and out of Wal Mart in less than half an hour because not only did they replace the items, they sent him through customer service instead of the regular lines. It was one of those, "that was nice" moments, lol.

Pamy

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 1:50 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
That is great, really makes me want to shop at Walmart!!

I forgot to mention that I sent Bill to Walmart to fix the giftcard, Bill asked which Walmart, I told him the wrong one!! He was there for 1/2 hr arguing with the clerks until it dawned on him I must have meant the OTHER walmart!!! LOL

Grannyg

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 2:11 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Poor Bill!! And after having to wait 2 hours last night!! He really is a sweetie!!

Pamy

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 2:21 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
ROTF!! <psst, it was worth the wait!!>

Grannyg

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 5:50 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
LOL, I am sure it was worth the wait!! Something about the way the convo was going makes me think it was "special"!!

Pamy

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 7:25 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    


Herckleperckle

Saturday, December 27, 2003 - 8:32 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
I must be in a daze. I thought I had posted this, but see I never did.

My family had just moved to a place I doubt you can even find on a map--Orwigsburg, PA. For the first time in my life, I rode a bus for an hour to get to school. Real country, ya know? My father was in between jobs and had taken a job with what turned out to be a Mafia-related enterprise. So we didn't stay too long in Orwigsburg.

Anyway, I was in 5th grade, I think. So that would have meant I was 10 years old. My sister had made a best friend, but I hadn't. I liked school, but I was not a part of any clique. What I had found was a frozen lake, perfect for ice skating. It was mine and mine alone. Never mind that I had never skated. I longed for a pair of ice skates--to find the me that longed to glide through life, I guess. Perfect ones, that felt molded to my feet, and soft to the touch. Well that was the ONLY thing I asked for that Christmas. And I got them that Christmas despite a lack of money in my parents budget due to unexpected doctor bills. Somehow, my 'dense' parents knew I needed those skates more than medicine!

I spent hours and hours alone at the lake, trying to get the hang of staying on my feet on those skates with the pale blue stitching. With neither lessons nor guidance, I just enjoyed myself--picturing myself as a swan on swan lake! I drank in the solitude, the beauty, and the quiet of the area.

I remember that Christmas as something special. Something that officially recognized the need to be me . . . . acknowledging my individuality. No, I never developed astounding skating skills. What I did develop was a belief in myself . . . a sense of directing my own life . . . a recognition that my life was separate from that of my parents or my sister.

What a stepping stone this was in my life. And I never realized it til now!