I just got a package in the mail from my oldest son, who is in the military and not allowed to take Christmas vacation, even though most of the rest of his troop does, and he included a quick note with the wrapped gifts he got his mother and siblings. The note ended with "I ruined Christmas. I hope I'm satisfied!" LMAO! I forgot that almost every Christmas we celebrated when he was a small boy ended with my (now ex) husband getting angry and saying to one of the three kids, "You ruined Christmas, I hope you're satisfied!" (This was not that odd of a thing for me to witness, since as I've stated before, in the family I grew up in, where half of us are soft bipolar and the other half have generalized anxiety disorder, we have a saying: It's not Christmas until somebody cries. This thought tripped off yet ANOTHER crazy Christmas memory from the past, the fact that my ex-husband's father, (I miss him...he was not only my father-in-law but also my supervisor at a job I had in my late teens), because he had no family living nearby and pretty much ended up only celebrating Christmas by having a cocktail with the lady next door, used to wrap up a bunch of his canned goods and pantry items to make it look like there was a truck-load full of presents under his tree. After all the real gifts were open, we were left with the chore of unwrapping the groceries.
So, those are a few of MY crazy Christmas memories. Now tell me some of yours.