Today is day 3 of our Cross Country Christmas Blog Hop and our featured designer of the day is Terry Atkinson from Atkinson Designs. She’s another MN gal, but is well known all over for her quilting designs! Be sure to visit her blog today for a fun project.
In addition to Terry’s project, each of the designers will be sharing about our favorite Christmas gifts. I was at my Mom’s house the other day, looking through old photo albums in the hopes that I would find some pictures of me opening gifts on Christmas. I was hoping it would help me remember what my favorite Christmas gift was! I told Mom I have lots of memories of Christmas, just no specific ones of gifts. My Aunt Lynn happened to be visiting and she remembered right away what my favorite Christmas gift was – my shopping cart.
I still have it in a closet in the basement, but I happened to find a picture of this one on Ebay that was in a little better shape. My shopping cart has strapping tape holding the handle in place! Turns out I could get fifty bucks for it on Ebay – but not in a million years would I sell this favorite gift! – Even though it is a little small for me.
My Aunt Lynn is known as the family historian. She remembers everything! In fact, my husband has nicknamed her the family oracle. She remembers how excited I was about this gift. She also remembers me telling everyone, “My name is Headder Modo and just wub my sopping cart.” I hope I spelled that right, but you get the idea. My great grandma Anka had that kind of memory also (You can read about her here), and I always wished I had that kind of memory too. Thank goodness we have Aunt Lynn to fall back on!
The only other specific gift I remember getting was a stereo. It wasn’t just a little boom box – it was a dual tape player, 5 disc changer, radio with 3-foot tall 100 watt speaker kind of stereo. It was the year I turned 18 (which is part of the reason I remember it) and it was a combination birthday, christmas, and graduation gift. I also chipped some of my savings to pay the rest. I still can’t believe my parents helped buy me this. I wasn’t the type to listen to anything peaceful or classical. I also didn’t listen to anything soft or quiet. Plus I had to turn it up even louder to hear it over my sewing machine or my quilting machine. I loved it and got many, many hours of use out of it! My poor family . . . . had to put up with that for a few years until I moved out.
Do you have a favorite Christmas gift? Or possibly a family historian you can talk to?