While I have many wonderful memories of Christmas past, one of my favorites is the year we held our extended family Christmas party at the bake shop where my grandmother worked. My grandmother could bake like nobody's business. One year, I was running for Homecoming Queen (I was in 5th grade) and sold her lemon meringue pies to everyone in the neighborhood. She baked them all at our house and I delivered them fresh out of the oven. Lemon meringue pie....I can still smell those pies baking. You might say "there's nothing special about that", but anyone who bakes knows that making a killer meringue is something that takes years to perfect....soft peaks, browned ever so lightly...but I digress.
So, this particular year we held the party at the bake shop, well I didn't, but the family did...you get what I mean. Me and my sisters sported our new "midi dresses" (something wildly popular in the late sixties) and white boots....yes, that is what I said, we wore white shoes AFTER Labor Day!! We were fashionistas back in the day, so don't even think about rolling your eyes!! Additionally, my sister Annette was wearing the new winter line from Bandaid across the bridge of her nose, as she had split it open on a large cauldron in our yard. We were playing Crack the Whip and it wasn't my fault she couldn't hold on and landed face first on the pot (see my halo shining??).
So, this particular year we held the party at the bake shop, well I didn't, but the family did...you get what I mean. Me and my sisters sported our new "midi dresses" (something wildly popular in the late sixties) and white boots....yes, that is what I said, we wore white shoes AFTER Labor Day!! We were fashionistas back in the day, so don't even think about rolling your eyes!! Additionally, my sister Annette was wearing the new winter line from Bandaid across the bridge of her nose, as she had split it open on a large cauldron in our yard. We were playing Crack the Whip and it wasn't my fault she couldn't hold on and landed face first on the pot (see my halo shining??).
We were all so excited! Santa had paid a personal visit to us...in the bake shop. We talked amongst ourselves and decided it was because we were dressed so fashionably that he just had to see it for himself!! He made his rounds passing out the rest of the gifts and even gave a few to the adults! That's right, the grown-ups even got presents from Santa! Even though some of my family is no longer with us, I will never forget that Christmas. My grandmother has been gone for many years. My grandfather died just a few years ago. Santa (my cousin Junior) has been gone for many years as well. However, those memories are cherished in this little girl's heart, never to be forgotten.
I'm just sayin',
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