As a child I would make the countdown from a month to days to hours to minutes. Lucky little girl who got to stay up till midnight to open one prezzie only to sleep till 6 am & tear open the rest of the loot along with my brothers and sister. The lucky little girl who received her first typewriter, tape recorder (reel to reel), camera, numerous books and the odd pink workout outfits over the years. I think Mom…erp, I mean Santa was wanting to see a little girl instead of the tom boy walking around the house.
In 1972 I fell in love with Donnie Osmond. Had his posters plastered all over my room. All I needed to complete my dreamland was a record with his #1 hit “Puppy Love” I begged my mother not to forget my list because more often then not it was always a surprise. Christmas eve came & I seen a recognizable item under the tree and waited until Christmas morning to open the prized prezzie. Morning came and tearing it open & lo & behold what did I see?! Two albums with the stylistics of “Burl Ives & Minnie Pearl”
I can tell you that I was disappointed but I tried not to show it to my mother as she looked so happy for me. Laughing about that memory I can say she was only trying to share her love & genre of her music. Good old Mom!
So I share this with you my friends and wish you all a Merry Christmas filled with Peace, Love, Joy & Happiness because that is what counts!!