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…and all through the house, all the creatures were stirring…especially my spouse. Heh.

Most of us have at least a few good Christmas memories, right? You know, the ones that you still remember 20, 30, 40 years later?

• When I was a little girl…2nd grade? Maybe it was 4th…not sure. Anyway, both of my parents were sick - really sick. That year they did get up with me at the crack of dawn long enough to open presents, then it was back to bed. Best Christmas ever…why, you ask? Because I had Spaghettios for Christmas dinner. I rocked.
• One Christmas when we lived in Wisconsin (I was somewhere between 3 & 6), I looked out our back sliding glass door on Christmas morning and saw reindeer tracks leading away from the door! Cool! Santa really did come to the house…or did he? Turns out he didn’t…but the end of a broom handle did.
• My first Christmas in my very own apartment - sans roommate. 1996. That was such a great year. I had this dinky little 4′ tree and a brand-new poodle puppy. Awww.
• Believe it or not, the year CU was in Iraq. I woke up Christmas morning, and he and I opened presents together courtesy of Yahoo Messenger and my webcam. I would have rather had him here, but that was the next best thing. The other thing I remember vividly - how I managed to get all of his Christmas presents arranged in one flat-rate Priority Mail box - it was like a wrapped game of Jenga.

I’d love to hear some of your favorite memories…or better yet, share them in your own blogs and get all of us in the Christmas spirit!

And…speaking of Christmas spirit…we figured out who sent us the cake. It was CU’s uncle. Mystery solved.

And…speaking of food…we are anxiously awaiting the Ninth Annual Christmas Eve Dinner Snarktacular this evening at The Melting Pot. Nothing says Christmas like stabbing little pieces of meat and cooking them yourself.

Merry Christmas…hope you all have a wonderful holiday!