I moved into my house in the Teachers' Colony aft
My most memorable Christmas was Thanksgiving at Disneyland in 2007.
Christmas and memories thereof are always a mixture of inspired joy and lingering sorrow for me.
It's the most wonderful time of the year. Just ask anybody. Oh, they'll tell you. Over and over and over again. On the radio, they've been pounding it into our heads ever since November 1st.
My favorite Christmas is also my worst Christmas. That statement might be a bit confusing but it makes perfect sense to me.
Growing up in Pennsylvania I always looked forward to Christmas.
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When I was a little girl I believed in Santa. Christmas in the 60's was a lot different then. We had this great silver tree that we would decorate with the basic red and green balls.
He looks like he has given birth several times, nursed babies at his bosom and been a good mother. But Santa Claus is not a woman. Is this just feminist tripe?
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