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#1. Not funny at the time but is now.
We moved from Arizona to Missouri in 2005. We convinced our family to do Christmas at our house 2006. We had 23 people come from arizona and so calif. all were staying with us. Let me set the seen. 2 bathrooms. My 3 kids sleeping on the floor in our room. My niece her husband and two kids sharing my oldest daughters bedroom. My MIL in my youngest daughters room. ( she was the lucky one with her own room). My BIL and his girlfriend in my sons room. On to the basement. Furnish room unfinished storage niece and her boyfriend ( now husband). Finshed part of the basement everyone else.
There was a cooking schedule. Also a shower schedule. If you missed your time it sucked to find another time to shower. My husband is a clean freak. He has oily hair and is known not leave his room until he showers cause he has to look good.
With the background set. My niece boyfriend his diebatic he has a low blood sugar in the middle of the night. My neice came running my our room needing our address for the paramedics. Myself and everyone else go running into the basement over bodies sleeping and suitcases and air matresses to get to him. My neighbors we coming over not even knowing we had company. Can you imagine what they tought? Anyway my husband was nowhere to be found till after all the neighbors and emt's were gone here he comes! He has to shower incase we had to go to hospital.He said his hair had to look good!!!!! We all still laugh about that to this day.
We moved from Arizona to Missouri in 2005. We convinced our family to do Christmas at our house 2006. We had 23 people come from arizona and so calif. all were staying with us. Let me set the seen. 2 bathrooms. My 3 kids sleeping on the floor in our room. My niece her husband and two kids sharing my oldest daughters bedroom. My MIL in my youngest daughters room. ( she was the lucky one with her own room). My BIL and his girlfriend in my sons room. On to the basement. Furnish room unfinished storage niece and her boyfriend ( now husband). Finshed part of the basement everyone else.
There was a cooking schedule. Also a shower schedule. If you missed your time it sucked to find another time to shower. My husband is a clean freak. He has oily hair and is known not leave his room until he showers cause he has to look good.
With the background set. My niece boyfriend his diebatic he has a low blood sugar in the middle of the night. My neice came running my our room needing our address for the paramedics. Myself and everyone else go running into the basement over bodies sleeping and suitcases and air matresses to get to him. My neighbors we coming over not even knowing we had company. Can you imagine what they tought? Anyway my husband was nowhere to be found till after all the neighbors and emt's were gone here he comes! He has to shower incase we had to go to hospital.He said his hair had to look good!!!!! We all still laugh about that to this day.
This year my family can't get together, because one person has immune issues right now and we are all afraid to infect him. So it will be a new style Thanksgiving for just 3 of us. Having a hard time deciding how to celebrate, most of the fun of Thanksgiving has just been the bizarre way my family interacts and plays off of each other. Would love to hear if anybody has traditions for a little group!
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I'm sorry you won't be able to do your family Thanksgiving.
A couple of my favorite Thanksgivings were when my mom lived next door to me and a couple of times she just didn't feel like the drive to Houston, visiting and the drive back. Both times she and I went to Golden Corral (don't know if they have those where you are but it's a excellent serve yourself buffet type restaurant) and just flat pigged out! We chatted about everything under the sun, ate lots of good food and lots more good desserts and just totally enjoyed ourselves. Didn't hurt that there was no cooking to do and no cleanup!
My mom moved to Houston to live with my sister so she could be closer to her doctors and I sure do miss her!
I hope you and yours have a special Thanksgiving with just the 3 of you and maybe even make some new traditions.
lol@Golden Corral
You should just go there and slip and slide in the chocolate fountain, 36!!
It is a great idea survivors mom It keeps coming up in the Copper Creek thread that is why I find it so funny.
I love their salad bar
You should just go there and slip and slide in the chocolate fountain, 36!!
It is a great idea survivors mom
It keeps coming up in the Copper Creek thread that is why I find it so funny. I love their salad bar
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So this is my 2nd Christmas with Morgan's family, so I guess it is a new tradition for me REDNECK CHRISTMAS!
Even the bucks on the wall get gussied up for Christmas!
Two trees all decked out in mini antlers, shotgun shells, fishing lure, mini liquor bottles and various miniature creatures all over both trees.
Santa and his various cohorts.
Yep, that's a doe peeking between the trees
A singing buck tree topper
We three doves of redneckdom are.... no? okay..
Oh look! Snowman puke!
..and our stockings were hung on the "mantle" with care...
A redneck Christmas isn't complete without a fox curled up under the trees...
We even gussied up the ficas with glowing shotgun shells and deer
So this is my 2nd Christmas with Morgan's family, so I guess it is a new tradition for me
REDNECK CHRISTMAS!Even the bucks on the wall get gussied up for Christmas!
Two trees all decked out in mini antlers, shotgun shells, fishing lure, mini liquor bottles and various miniature creatures all over both trees.
Santa and his various cohorts.
Yep, that's a doe peeking between the trees
A singing buck tree topper
We three doves of redneckdom are.... no? okay..
Oh look! Snowman puke!
..and our stockings were hung on the "mantle" with care...
A redneck Christmas isn't complete without a fox curled up under the trees...
We even gussied up the ficas with glowing shotgun shells and deer
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I have never seen anything like this before 
very festive!
I have to ask...where is the mounted singing fish?
very festive!
I have to ask...where is the mounted singing fish?
I have never seen anything like this before
very festive!
I have to ask...where is the mounted singing fish?
no fish, but we have a singing moose!!
Oh, Everyone, dont forget... Three winners total. One winner will be judges' favorite story, one winner at random, and one winner for most likes!!!
Well there was the time we spend Christmas at a beautiful ski resort and couldn't ski because there was too much snow.....all the lift workers,ski patrol and even kitchen help could not get thru the storm for 3 days. How about the time I invited everyone to Christmas dinner and forgot to buy the turkey. I thought my husband bought it and put it in the fridge in the basement....thank God for KFC. Or the first time I made Easter dinner for the entire family and cooked the giant Ham with the plastic on....there were 3 layers of plastic and I removed only 2. When I removed the final layer the ham was as moist as could be and everyone decided to eat it anyway. Or the Halloween party when I used too much glue on the fake beard and moustash and had to wear for thee days until it wore off... I am female and my co-workers never let me live it down! Or as a child I brought my pets to the 4th of July party and ask mom to feed them she said what and where, I said ants in my bedroom.....had to have house exterminated. Finally, how about the News Years Eve party when my husband told our friends we had to go home because he was gonna pour champange all over my body and make mad passionate love to me. To my suprise, when we got home, he ask me for a divorce, said he wanted to start the new year off right. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!
I guess I'll throw one out there. I dont know why it took so long to be remembered....
My wife's family is real big on tree ornaments. Each one has its own special memory associated with it. Who gave it to who and when. Every time the tree is decorated (they always decorate their tree on Christmas Eve), its a joyful and teary eyed occation, remembering those family members no longer with us, but loving the memories that are there. There is one ornament above all others that has always had a special place on every tree my inlaws put up. It is a simple ceramic or porcelin peach. Nothing fancy about it at all. Just a peach. This peach belongs to my FIL, given to him by his mother, given to her by her mother, originally bought by HER mother. So, my wife's great-great-grandmother. This peach always goes at the front of the tree near the top, right under the angel tree topper, out of reach of kids, cats, dogs, and drunken family members. While my wife and I lived in Norfolk, the peach came with them each year to go on our tree since they werent putting one up at their house because they were coming to see us. One year, right after everyone got into bed Christmas Eve, the tree inexplicably fell forward with no one in the room at the time. It broke nearly every breakable ornament on that tree. Shards of glass and ceramic were everywhere. My FIL was reduced to tears. It fell in the direction of the peach and he just KNEW that it was destroyed. While my wife tried to calm him down, I gingerly lifted the tree to start cleaning up. The peach was no where to be found. We couldnt even find any shards of it to try to glue together if it was broken. That year was a very sad Christmas Eve for everyone because we all knew how much that ornanment meant to my FIL. On Christmas day, we all get up and begin digging in under the tree trying to act happy while he sat on his chair with red puffy swollen eyes. When we start cleaning up, my wife says she thinks she sees something that didnt look right on the couch. She walks across the room to look closer. What she sees is an ornament's hook tucked between the couch back and cushion. She reaches down to pick it up and pulls the peach out of the couch. We know that the peach was on the tree before we went to bed. And we are fairly certain no one removed it before we went to bed. Yet there it was, tucked safe and sound inside the creases of the couch that sat 10 feet away, without a scratch on it. It may not be the Christmas Miracle that most people think of, but it was the happiest I had ever seen my FIL.
My wife's family is real big on tree ornaments. Each one has its own special memory associated with it. Who gave it to who and when. Every time the tree is decorated (they always decorate their tree on Christmas Eve), its a joyful and teary eyed occation, remembering those family members no longer with us, but loving the memories that are there. There is one ornament above all others that has always had a special place on every tree my inlaws put up. It is a simple ceramic or porcelin peach. Nothing fancy about it at all. Just a peach. This peach belongs to my FIL, given to him by his mother, given to her by her mother, originally bought by HER mother. So, my wife's great-great-grandmother. This peach always goes at the front of the tree near the top, right under the angel tree topper, out of reach of kids, cats, dogs, and drunken family members. While my wife and I lived in Norfolk, the peach came with them each year to go on our tree since they werent putting one up at their house because they were coming to see us. One year, right after everyone got into bed Christmas Eve, the tree inexplicably fell forward with no one in the room at the time. It broke nearly every breakable ornament on that tree. Shards of glass and ceramic were everywhere. My FIL was reduced to tears. It fell in the direction of the peach and he just KNEW that it was destroyed. While my wife tried to calm him down, I gingerly lifted the tree to start cleaning up. The peach was no where to be found. We couldnt even find any shards of it to try to glue together if it was broken. That year was a very sad Christmas Eve for everyone because we all knew how much that ornanment meant to my FIL. On Christmas day, we all get up and begin digging in under the tree trying to act happy while he sat on his chair with red puffy swollen eyes. When we start cleaning up, my wife says she thinks she sees something that didnt look right on the couch. She walks across the room to look closer. What she sees is an ornament's hook tucked between the couch back and cushion. She reaches down to pick it up and pulls the peach out of the couch. We know that the peach was on the tree before we went to bed. And we are fairly certain no one removed it before we went to bed. Yet there it was, tucked safe and sound inside the creases of the couch that sat 10 feet away, without a scratch on it. It may not be the Christmas Miracle that most people think of, but it was the happiest I had ever seen my FIL.
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