Sunday, December 21, 2014

My Favorite Christmas Memory Blog Hop

     Well...hi there. Remember me? I may have gotten a little distracted by work...again. But today, I'm going to be joining a blog hop by my wonderful bloggy mom, Janie Junebug, and the lovely Cherdo!

     Today, I'm going to tell you about my favorite Christmas memory.

     I had to think for quite some time to figure out what my favorite memory is. Most Christmases were spent with my dad's side of the family. Enough said on that matter. My mom always tried extra hard when I got to spend the holidays with her, probably because of that.

     A couple of years ago, when I was still a teenager, I got to stay with her for Christmas. It wasn't traditional at all.

     We had a bunch of kittens (our two cats gave birth AND a stray cat ran into our house and little mini stray cats made their way into the world, all within four days) so we couldn't really have a tree. Lord help us if we had tried.

     We didn't have an oven that we could use at the time because her dad had hooked it up. Literally, everything he had touched in our house, broke. It was a gas powered stove so we weren't willing to take any chances.

     We didn't have any family in the state anymore and not a bunch of friends that we would really celebrate such a big holiday with.

     I almost wished that I had gone to see my dad, just because it seemed liked we were going to have a super craptastic holiday.

     We woke up early for the parade and instead of traditional food, she made meatloaf in a little toaster oven. She shaped it like a snowman, which to this day, is one of the creepiest things I've ever seen. We opened our presents, though now I don't remember what they are. We watched movies, but I'm pretty sure they weren't Christmas related.

     It was the weirdest Christmas I've had but that day was so special because, despite how badly everything seemed to want to go for the holiday, my mom did everything possible to make sure that I had a good memory. That's what the spirits of Christmas means- giving your all to make your loved ones happy.