tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post8798022188262264840..comments2024-01-17T15:05:50.120-06:00Comments on AngryBlackBitch: A Christmas memory…Shark-Fuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03323962708956637012noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-3049347711629943252010-12-25T05:49:53.968-06:002010-12-25T05:49:53.968-06:00Thanks, I read it out loud to my husband who is as...Thanks, I read it out loud to my husband who is assembling the bike as I festify the house.We just got out of the military and we are still far from family so those holiday traditions are important.I overheard my oldest describing how the house,with excitement, will look to a sibling and it made me so happy that we have a tradition.Another sleepless night but it's worth it!Crittersmomnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-39496829161750602012010-12-24T15:57:24.000-06:002010-12-24T15:57:24.000-06:00Great story! The yr my son was 5, Christmas was be...Great story! The yr my son was 5, Christmas was beyond our means..I used a reg. tree branch & hung it on the wall. Son/I did paper decorations to hang on it; grocery $$ was used to buy him a cowboy set; & dinner was cube steaks gotten from the AF mess hall. I often say that was the worse Christmas, until my grown son talked about how much fun he had then making decorations & the great<br />cowboy set he got. Interesting how adults/children perceive the same thing so different! May u have a blessed Christmas & good year of healing to come!L.Jacksonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-47277872988855975872010-12-24T08:15:35.021-06:002010-12-24T08:15:35.021-06:00Love the blog and the first comment. Personally if...Love the blog and the first comment. Personally if anyone was in my front room on Christmas day morning they would get shot cos I would know they are robbing meMobile Discoshttp://www.discosmobile.co.uknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-56352826968178871212010-12-23T22:10:42.372-06:002010-12-23T22:10:42.372-06:00yeah, I remember the Christmas Eve I woke up and h...yeah, I remember the Christmas Eve I woke up and heard earnest, rednecky parents hauling my 'Christmas' into the house. We all need a childlike awakening about the spirit of giving. I was still excited the next morning, but I really wouldn't trade it for anything. We all need our own gentle, accidental ways of becoming grown.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-81827297703849593932010-12-23T10:08:44.736-06:002010-12-23T10:08:44.736-06:00Love it. I think I have something in my eye...Love it. I think I have something in my eye...Ryan Hauckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09251073757085129513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-78450159684240605752010-12-22T20:53:01.616-06:002010-12-22T20:53:01.616-06:00Great story!Great story!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-63863057801588107142010-12-22T13:43:33.322-06:002010-12-22T13:43:33.322-06:00Thank you, thank you, thank you. My Dad always kne...Thank you, thank you, thank you. My Dad always knew I was a believer in everybody - it amused him no end.<br /><br />Wishing you and yours the merriest Christmas ever, and our dads the best of fellowship in the hereafter.Stellanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-2233801911902876782010-12-22T12:46:47.830-06:002010-12-22T12:46:47.830-06:00SharkFu, thanks forth smilenthis morning and I thi...SharkFu, thanks forth smilenthis morning and I think my 10 year old is close to being on to me, but I hope the 7 year old holds on a little longer.J9https://www.blogger.com/profile/03910637383968387023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-70243517094633274682010-12-22T11:44:25.618-06:002010-12-22T11:44:25.618-06:00You know Christmas is so incredible when you are a...You know Christmas is so incredible when you are a kid. I love all the Santas out there who go the extra mile for their kids. That is so wonderful. Cheers to them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-7411393465344992362010-12-22T09:29:05.912-06:002010-12-22T09:29:05.912-06:00Dear SharkFu
Your post reminded me of a happening ...Dear SharkFu<br />Your post reminded me of a happening 50+ years ago when I was just a Brat in training. My dad owned a die-casting business and occasionally received business calls at home. One December afternoon I answered the phone using my 6 year old best ever manners & the cheerful voice on the other end asked to talk to my Dad-his response to my "May I tell him who is calling?" was Santa Claus; well, after charging through the house to tell Dad I succumbed to the temptation to pick up & listen on the extension. Wrong idea! I heard my father tell Santa that he needed a ton of coal. I spent the next week or so in the throes of a pint sized depression. When Christmas (and presents) arrived that year I was stunned and shocked into real Christmas happiness tears. Although a 'friend' blasted me with her erroneous no-Santa belief later the next year, I never stopped believing cuz I knew that he had called my Dad. Dad and Mom are both gone now, but everyday I remember something about them that makes me smile or laugh.<br />OmaOSaliOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15377625290102416818noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10755833.post-59216810356193521252010-12-22T09:08:18.775-06:002010-12-22T09:08:18.775-06:00If I see an old white man in my family room I’m go...<i>If I see an old white man in my family room I’m gonna shoot his ass on general principle.</i><br /><br />Oh, thank you for that! It's been a stressful morning and I can just picture that scene! LOL<br /><br />I am so very glad things are changing and that we now have Santas of different ethnicities. The original St. Nicholas was Greek, so the representation of his "descendant" as northern Caucasian annoys me almost as much as do Jesuses with blond hair and blue eyes.....<br /><br />I may be among the melanin-challenged, but I *love* the world's diversity!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com