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Monday, October 14, 2013

Christmas Eve Memories

This isn't the best of pictures, it's small and granny.  Most pictures we took with those little Instmatics with a cube for a flash were.  This was Mom long ago in front of the fireplace on Christmas Eve.  My family always did the family exchange on Christmas Eve while Christmas morning was saved for the presents from Santa who came during the night.

I don't know what year this was, she looks so young.  The afghan she's unwrapping was one I made for her that I had sorta forgotten about until seeing this picture.  It was really heavy I remember as it was made with rug yarn.  It was really colorful though all you see here are shades of brown.  It had blue, red, green and gold I think from memory.  The afghan was made with octagon's and sewn together.  No idea what happened to it this many years later, it could still be there at home somewhere I guess.  She used it for awhile on the sofa which was brown then later as a rug to coordinate with her oval braided rugs.  Remember those?

I love looking at old pictures and remembering the details, particularly nice when Mom isn't with us anymore.

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  1. This is a lovely photo, and story, we opened all our gifts on Christmas Eve, my Dad's parents were Norwegian and this was their tradition, I don't think I could have waited for morning. I can't seem to figure out how to respond by email to comments on my blog so excuse me for resonding here Sandy, I live and write from France, you are right I didn't include the location as I had yesterday and today is a continuation, (aren't I longwinded) I'll be vigilant from now on ;-). my blog was about a village oppède le vieux, in the Vaucluse, Provence, South of France..;

  2. I love old pictures as well. Not happier times, but different times. Love this picture of your mom

  3. Thanks for the invite Sandy... I am pretty busy this weekend so I did a repost hope you don't mind... I will cycle around to everyones entries later! Thanks again! zoe

  4. oh man, We had nothing but those braided rugs! I still love them! And I cant tell you how many burnt fingertips I got trying to take those little cube flashbulbs off when they were still too hot to handle! Ha! Strangely enough that is a really fond memory... I guess its because cameras then were only for the holidays and not like they are today ....so accessible.

  5. Lynn, so glad to know it was France...I am quite poor with georgraphy. so glad you did not respond via email.......I much prefer comments on the blog. I have mutliple blogs and when folks don't respond there it's difficult to know which blog to find them on. Plus here I know whom you are. In emails with way too emails...I don't.

    Nice to hear from you Paula, right you are different times.

    Zoe...you make me smile. It took me years to understand others hand wall to wall carpet and not braided rugs. Flash cubes..........4 shots per cube. How different times were then.

  6. Love the Christmas memory! But I noticed that she looks so nice - does this mean that you open your Christmas gifts later in the day and not first thing in the morning, with bad hair and all that???

  7. We did our family Christmas exchange Christmas Eve, Christmas morning was for gifts from Santa when we were younger Martini.


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