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[QUOTE="dirty~d~, post: 706587, member: 30241"] Until my Grandfather passed away, Christmas was spent at his and Grandma's house. We'd all hop into the 'family vehicle' and drive down on Christmas Eve, fighting traffic to get there in time for Grandma's ham... mmmmmmmm... and the family shin-dig. Imagine a 2500 sq ft house crammed full of warm bodies and smiling faces. (One of the many great things about being Native American is you never run short on relatives.) My father would be in the kitchen mixing his famous eggnog while his Aunt Patti stood next to him telling him to work faster... Aunt Pattie [i]loved[/i] my dad's eggnog. Once all of the food had disappeared and the last cup of eggnog had been poured, Grandpa chased the herd out the door so as to spend the rest of the evening with his children and grandchildren. Presents would be opened in the living room next to the roaring fire, under the brilliant tree that Grandma prided herself on decorating with her own hand made ornaments. After Grandfather passed Grandma preferred allowing other family members to throw the party so our tradition evolved... Although the venues changed, the size of the parties did not. No matter how many new faces I saw each year there was never a shortage of Dad's famous eggnog, which certainly kept Aunt Patti happy ALL evening. :) The year I was 16 she handed me a glass and told me to join the celebration. I'll never forget my first sip of rum with a hint of eggnog. :eek: After we'd socialized to our hearts content my parent's, brother, Grandma, Aunt Doris, Aunt Connie and I would all head back to Grandma's house for a peaceful night of gift sharing. With many families, as the elder members pass away the parties become smaller and more simplified... tradition evolved yet again... Grandma had recovered from the loss of Grandpa and once again wanted us to celebrate under her new roof. This would limit the number of guests... more eggnog for the rest of us. :confused: Now our party was down to Uncle David and his wonderful wife, Aunt Doris and her hubby (a Harley guy at heart... I loved shopping for him), Aunt Connie, Grandma, Dad, Mom, my brother and me. We'd gather around the kitchen counter, dive into Grandma's ham (I was glad to see it return) and wander into the living room to watch A Christmas Story (Aunt Doris wouldn't allow us to watch anything else). After we'd more than stuffed ourselves we would play Doris' gift games. Although the rules changed from year to year the game was always an endless amount of entertainment for Doris. Well fed, laughed to exhaustion and fighting off the Z-monster, we would all drift to our assigned sleeping quarters. No matter how late she'd stayed up on Christmas Eve, Grandma always had a farmers breakfast ready to go first thing Christmas morning... boy do I miss that smell. Although the obvious tradition evolved over time one thing never changed... spending the holidays with a wonderful family who knew more about giving than receiving. :cool: [/QUOTE]
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