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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: oogyda Date: December 8, 2020, 2:40 pm
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[quote author=STiG link=topic=1937.msg61185#msg61185
date=1607435294]
I think I have told this one before...
I bought a lovely, stainless steel roast pan for my Mom for
Christmas one year. I gave it to her on Christmas Eve so she
could cook the turkey in it. Dad took one look at how high the
handle on the dome cover was and told her she'd better check
that it fit in the oven. It didn't, so she had to dig out her
old roast pan for that turkey.
Since the electronics were gone in her stove, though the oven
and burners still worked, she decided she'd go out and get a new
stove on the after Christmas sales. As soon as she said that,
my brother and SIL piped up and asked if they could have the
stove she was replacing. It was in better shape than the one
they had.
Christmas morning, I gave my gift to DB and SIL with a bit of
wry smile. They opened it up to another roast pan! Laughs all
round and I ended up giving them the money and returning it.
On the 27th, Mom, Dad and I went shopping for her new stove.
With roast pan in hand. As we went into each store, Mom says to
the salesman: I want a stove with an oven that will fit this
roast pan! I'm quite sure they thought she was crazy.
[/quote]
Our Polish Christmas Eve celebrations were always so much fun!!!
But, you're right. While very tasty, the meal generally lacked
color. But, who needs color when there's pierogi!?!?!?!?!?!
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: Mrs Rat Date: December 8, 2020, 3:02 pm
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Xmas is in Summer in New Zealand. Dad just has a sister so on
xmas morning we would open presents, have a fancy breakfast then
spend a couple of hours with dad's side of the family.
Mum is one of seven. Around lunch time we would pick up our nice
Nana and take her to our Aunt's huge house. There was a tennis
net spread across the lawn, a trampoline, a pool that was never
ready for swimming >:( and two spits - one with a pig the other
with lamb. Each of our parents would bring a gift each for the
immediate family and our host uncle would dress as Santa and
hand out the gifts. There would always be a lolly scramble and
to this day when I see a macintosh's toffee it takes me back to
that. We had family in the North Island and two lots in
Australia, sometimes they would join us for xmas.
I had a cousin living in the UK who visited a couple of years
ago and we got to talking about xmas, I asked her if she
remembered something and she said that she was Catholic and was
never with the family on the day as they had to go to church. I
was floored! I'd always thought they were there. But then again
we had lots of family reunions growing up so maybe when I
remembered family get togethers I had just put the two together
in my mind.
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: ZekailleTasker Date: December 8, 2020, 5:34 pm
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What a wonderful idea!
When my brother and I were very young, we chased Santa Claus up
the chimney Christmas morning!
This had to be MAYBE 1959.
My Dad was building our house in the other end of town, so we
were living with my Grandmother in her house, al four of us, in
one room.
Come Christmas Morning, my father runs upstairs where my brother
and I were still sleeping, and whispers "Kids, come on quick.
You won't believe who's still here!"
So my brother and I put on our slippers and our robes and
trundle downstairs, just barely in time to see Santa standing by
the tree in the dining room. He took off running back to the
living room, where the fireplace was, but when my brother and I
got in there, all that we could find were his foot prints by the
hearth. A few minutes later, our Uncle Cranky--Dad's
brother--came walking out of what we called "the den"--a sort of
guest room off the living room--in his pajamas. He'd stayed
over the night before after dinner because of the snow. He was
yawning and demanding to know why we were making so darn much
noise. We told him all about seeing Santa and he nodded in
bored fashion and excused himself to get dressed and get back
home to his family.
Years later, of course, I realized that Uncle Cranky had been
the guy behind the Santa beard (and I often wonder which body
part Dad offered to break if he didn't do it) but could never
work out how he got back into the guest room without opening and
closing the door and making noise that would give away the game.
Turned out he didn't go thru the guest room door at all.
When I was maybe fifteen, I was playing hide and seek with my
five year old cousin--Uncle Cranky's daughter-- in the "junk
room" off of my Grandmother's bedroom. To our surprise, when we
moved a few boxes to look through them, we found a tiny passage
way that hooked up with what we always thought was a shallow
closet in the guest room.
Uncle Cranky, being a lot faster than a stunned five and four
year old had shot through Gramma's room into the secret passage
and was able to change back into his pajamas and make a big show
of walking out the door as if he had just woken up.
Many, many years later, he played Santa over the phone for my
niece (who thought I was very important because I knew Santa's
private cell phone number on the sleigh) and managed to keep up
the pretense for several years until the year niece said "Santa
sounds a lot like Uncle Cranky."
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: HenrysMom Date: December 8, 2020, 7:47 pm
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One of the last Christmases that the whole family spent together
became known as the “Christmas of many pies.” Wires must’ve
gotten crossed, because everyone brought at least one pie and
Mom had made at least three herself. There was 15 people at the
gathering and 20 pies, thankfully all different flavors.
That was also the year we “decorated” my father. One of my
sisters opened her present and, as a joke, stuck the bow on Pop.
After that, everyone else got in on it and the poor man ended
up covered in ribbons, bows, and wrapping paper. There was a
picture of him with all his “ornaments” trying to wrestle gift
boxes.
Nowadays, everyone’s scattered all over the country and half of
the family isn’t speaking to the other half. It’s going to be a
very quiet Christmas this year, unless I drive to my sister’s,
who lives way out in Tinfoil Hat Land in Arizona.
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: Lilipons Date: December 9, 2020, 10:09 am
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When I was about 5 years-old I loved ‘helping’ my father mow the
lawn. I’d follow him with my doll carriage and make grinding
noises.
It made sense to my parents that one of my Christmas presents
would be a toy lawn mower. I loved it but there was a problem.
In New York State in December what was there to mow?
The only logical thing was the Christmas tree and that’s what I
tried...with predictable results. The whole thing came down
with a crash.
Dad was ready to give me a good spanking but Mom was more
lenient because she had done something similar when she was my
age.
Mom was the fourth of five children. Their German mother went
all out on the Christmas tree and it had many wonderful
ornaments. One of these was a blue trumpet that would play a
note when blown. There was a yearly competition among her older
siblings to see who would blow the horn first.
By the time Mom was 5 or 6 her parents were sick of this. That
year, they put the horn way up on the side of the tree.
Naturally, that’s the year Mom decided it was her turn to blow
the horn first. She was small for her age but determined. She
climbed up on the armchair, transferred to the window sill and
then the book case. The horn was almost within reach. All she
had to do was lean over just a little bit more and...
CRASH!!!!!
The whole tree came down. Mom did get a good spanking for her
transgression.
It was decided that I should be punished but my punishment was
light. I was only denied public library privileges for the
month of January. When Mom went to the library I stayed for an
hour or two with our next door neighbor. She was a nice lady
who had a cat, chocolate milk and a good supply of National
Geographic magazines. It was hardly a punishment.
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: pierrotlunaire0 Date: December 9, 2020, 12:18 pm
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I was about 5 and a half years old, and my next oldest sister
was 2 and a half. For whatever reason, my parents were very
excited for Christmas that year. As I remember, we got a lot of
big gifts (I got my own little school desk with accompanying
chalkboard - I loved it). Perhaps, after several years of
marriage, my parents were starting to get more comfortable
financially.
Anyway, that Christmas morning, my parents woke us up to see
what Santa had brought us. There are pictures of me sitting at
my new desk, no smile, just staring off into space. My sister
was photographed sitting next to a huge stuffed bear (bigger
than she was), and her eyes are unfocused because she is still
half asleep.
By noon that day, we were finally awake enough to really enjoy
our gifts. My mother said later (as we looked over those photos
and laughed ourselves sick) that she learned her lesson that
year. Let the kids start by waking up naturally. There is
nothing worse than giving your child what you think is going to
be a great gift only to have them nodding off as they are
supposed to be enjoying it.
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: kckgirl Date: December 9, 2020, 6:24 pm
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[quote author=pierrotlunaire0 link=topic=1937.msg61234#msg61234
date=1607537892]Let the kids start by waking up naturally. There
is nothing worse than giving your child what you think is going
to be a great gift only to have them nodding off as they are
supposed to be enjoying it.
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I made that mistake for my daughter's second birthday. After
that, the kids wake up naturally and we start the day when they
do.
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: STiG Date: December 9, 2020, 7:39 pm
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When my brother was little, there was some great, new-fangled
toy that was popular that year. Quite a large thing. Christmas
morning, my parents were very excited to see him open his gift.
He spent more time playing with the box than the toy. ;D
This is also the same boy who walked very early and ran shortly
thereafter. He was 14 months old his second Christmas. Mom put
the tree up in his playpen as it was the easiest way to keep him
away from it.
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: shadowfox79 Date: December 10, 2020, 1:21 am
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One Christmas as a child I remembered something I wanted at the
last minute, so I left a note for Santa under the tree asking if
he had one spare.
Needless to say, I didn't get one. I did, however, get a note
back saying he'd run out and to ask again next year.
I made the mistake of telling my Queen Bee friend this and she
made fun of me in front of our entire Brownie pack, although
interestingly enough this was because she didn't believe I got a
note, rather than because she'd worked out it was my dad who
left it.
(I did eventually get the gift I'd wanted a few months later.)
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Re: Funny, Quirky or Just Plain Odd Holiday Stories.
By: Aleko Date: December 10, 2020, 2:13 am
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[quote]I was about 5 and a half years old, and my next oldest
sister was 2 and a half. For whatever reason, my parents were
very excited for Christmas that year.[/quote]
They certainly must have been! Mine cherished every minute of
sleep they could get at Christmas, and only hoped we wouldn’t
wake at 5 am and start making a racket emptying our Christmas
stockings before coming knocking on their bedroom door.
(The stockings, btw, were our everyday knee-socks - it never
occurred to anybody back then to hang up a pillowcase-sized
decorated “Christmas stocking”. There was always a fresh
clementine in the toe - a serious treat back then - and usually
a sugar mouse with a string tail: the rest of the contents
varied from year to year, often something like a Dinky toy was
in there.)
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