Thursday, December 17, 2015

It's Your Turn

This painting is done from memory.  It's me, when I was a cherub, helping to the trim the Christmas tree in one of our warm and fuzzy tree trimming evenings, where we had hot chocolate and cookies and Bing Crosby was playing on the stereo.  You know I'm lying.  Unfortunately, Christmas season 2015 has left the warm fuzzies in the past and we've been KA-RAY-ZEE this year with one thing after the other.  We're lucky a tree is up in this house.  So I'm turning this page over to you.  You need to relate a funny/crazy/miserable/unbelievable Christmas story in the comments.  I need to hear from you!!!  Let it fly, people!
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  1. UnknownDecember 17, 2015 at 5:11 AM

    My last dog was my truelove I think. Giant German Shepherd. I had a bout 28 people to dinner in 2005 and had cooked a pile of prime ribs. But though the house was huge I had no real dining room big enough to fit so I set tables in a really big room. I served everone and had plenty left but I heard a door slam, looked out the window and there was Bigger racing past with the rest of one of the roasts. Oops.

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    1. Barb OblingerDecember 17, 2015 at 12:57 PM

      Love this story! Crazy dogs that love meat??? So strange....

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  2. justaguyDecember 17, 2015 at 8:31 AM

    One year I wanted a Red Ryder BB gun, but everybody said I'd shoot my eye out. I was disappointed when I didn't get it on Christmas morning, but then I saw it in the corner. Then I shot my eye out.

    . . . . . . . . Jerry W Cottle

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