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in phoenix, it's pretty hard to tell it's winter leave alone that it's christmas. no snowmen, no fir trees, no carolers, mittens or ear muffs. There are the few, random, sniffly noses, but they’re hardly noticed in a
I don’t celebrate, or partake- hmm, ok, maybe a little, at least in the waistline growing bit. But, all that aside- my family, while we’re all about the food and cheer and twinkling lights, but not so much into the gift giving.
Well, not till this year. This year I hit a Christmas windfall in blessings and gifts. Yesterday my cousins came in- infact we were only expecting one of them and was totally surprised when they both walked up to the door (more on them later, in fact I think I’ll dedicate an entry or two to introduce my family). And today, for Christmas (?), my mother and grandmother got in from
We have this tradition, whenever someone comes back from a trip- specifically from overseas- they have to unpack the min the last bag is in through the door, with all of us sitting around them, telling us stories and tidbits about their trip as they show us all of the souvenirs and treats they’ve brought back with them. Whenever my parents come back from
My baby clothes….my childhood toys, the sheets that covered my crib. Good lord, how had she found all of these? how were they intact? I mean, come on…24 yrs old now, something’s got to give. But there it all was, the little cooking vessels I pretended to make meals with, the little dolls that I fed it all to.