Showing posts with label Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories. Show all posts

Thursday, December 17, 2009

A Christmas Surprise - The Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories - 2009

Santa and Diane at Eaton's Toyland, 1951, Vancouver, BC, Canada. Black and white photo, originally in an Eaton's department store Toyland folder.

It's almost Christmas! Only 7 days, 8 hours and 6 minutes...

The 2007 Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories was my first introduction to many of my genea-blogger friends. I especially remember meeting Thomas MacEntee of Destination: Austin Family and Jasia of Creative Gene who together originated the 2007 Advent Calendar.

This year, many more Genea-bloggers are participating in 2009's Advent Calendar. There's a post over at the Geneabloggers website explaining this year's Advent Calendar. Included is a schedule of topic prompts. You can post only once or participate in every one, or even link to your 2007 posts, if you're an oldie like myself, as most of the prompts are the same. Jasia, I read, is thinking of making her posts into a book - great idea!
It's not too late to add yourself to the Advent Calendar.

Today is a Grab Bag day - author's choice - and since something Christmassy (and very funny!) happened today, I wanted to join in.

Now, one of the Advent Calendar topic prompts is "Fruitcake – Friend or Foe?" Here's my 2007 post for this topic: "Fruitcake - Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories". Oddly, perhaps, I didn't talk much about fruitcake - only that I LOVE IT!, my kids don't, and that I also love Christmas pudding (which I did talk about. I even included my grandma Sarah's recipe).

I've bought my Christmas pudding already for this year. Please, please, don't faint dead away at the idea of store-bought Christmas pudding. There's only me to eat it, after all, and this is a Crosse and Blackwell Brandied pudding - I think it will be good enough, at least with lots of sauce (and perhaps a tad more brandy?)

But as yet I have no Christmas fruitcake. For me, somehow a fruitcake needs to be home made. (I do have a friend who makes amazing Christmas cakes but, if she's been baking, she's not shared any recently.)

But, what?!
To my surprise, the postman today delivered a big box from my daughter, who won't be 'home' for Christmas this year.

And on the big box was a big note:

Hi, Mama ,

You are going to need to open this box before Christmas, although not the presents!
There is one thing that you will need to take out right away! Not wrapped, should be obvious :)
Please be warned:
If one little piece does NOT taste good...please discard immediately :)... I tried... ha!

Love me!

Now my daughter has a history of funny presents. One year she gave me purple wool and knitting needles - that's a story for another day - but this year? Well, I did open the box (a bit cautiously), I shook and prodded all the wrapped presents - there was one that rattled - wonder what that is? But I know you want to know what else was in that box....
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YES, indeed, it's a fruitcake - made by my own daughter - who hates fruitcake, but loves me!

If there were to be a future prompt for the most surprising Christmas gift, or the most-likely-to-be-forever-remembered Christmas gift, this post belongs there.

My two, with Santa in the 7os, Coquitlam, BC, Canada.


Thank you, dear daughter, Merry Christmas! and yes, I surely do love you :-) <3

The Fruitcake!

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Santa Claus - Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories


David and Diane, 1953, with Santa at Woodward's Wonderful Toyland, in downtown Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada



December 6 - Santa Claus

There weren’t any ‘letters to Santa Claus’ among my mother’s memorabilia, but I’m sure my brother & I must have sent some. Perhaps that’s what I’m clutching in this photograph. My brother looks pretty confident here. I look wistful –wonder what I hoped for that year?

We used to ‘go see Santa’ at a downtown Vancouver department store every year when we were small & I can’t imagine we’d have missed making up a proper list for him. We went through the big Eaton’s mail order Christmas catalogue to mark all the things we wanted first, I bet. (In my day, Woodward's had smaller flyer catalogues - we must have studied those too.)

I’m sure I asked for a doll every time – I had a LOT of dolls –but one year I know I wanted a ‘grown up’ doll. No Barbie then (thank heavens!) but I did receive a doll with a very womanly shape, high heeled shoes, pearl teardrop earrings and a glamourous cocktail dress with a stiff net foil overskirt. I do remember she was a Christmas Eve present, but I no longer have her. She went, I hope, to another happy little girl. (But yes, a couple of my dolls are with me still.)

I don't think I still believe in Santa, but I do believe in spreading the Christmas spirit! And anyway, yesterday I saw a sign that said 'if you don't believe in Santa, all you get for Christmas is underwear'. That would be so sad. My brother may still believe. I do remember my mum telling me not to tell him any different. I never did, Mum!

For more memories of Santa, check out the links in the December 6th ornament at: http://destinationaustinfamily.blogspot.com/