Life is Funny - Family traditions

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Christmas is a time for families to gather together and enjoy traditions passed down through the years. My family doesn't really have a lot of traditions, and most of the ones we do have are new additions for us. But there is one tradition that has stood the test of time and was upheld, once again, at my house: The losing of the gifts. What? You don't practice this in your family? Well, it goes way back in my family. Gifts are put into hiding places for safe-keeping until Christmas, but then they mysteriously disappear before being recovered. Part of the magic of Christmas, I guess.

I remember my parents losing gifts when I was a kid, only to find them months after Christmas. Some gifts are never found again, even after packing up a house and moving. Perhaps they end up in the land of the lost socks. But every year it happens. I've tried to get around this family tradition by claiming one of the closets in my house as the gift closet, yet the outcome is still the same. Fortunately for me, this year it was only stocking stuffers that fell into the void. I guess it's kind of lucky for my husband this year since the stocking stuffers in question included coal for his stocking. It just baffles me though. I shouldn't be surprised when gifts turn up missing anymore, yet it gets to me every year. Where do these things go? I just don't know. On the upside, by the time I finally find this year's missing gifts, the coal could turn to diamonds...

Land of the Lost

Did you know that it's almost Christmas? My daughter was kind enough to wake me up this morning and let me know that. Good thing I've got her around, otherwise I probably would have forgotten.

There's a tradition in my family that goes way back. We always have to lose at least one gift that we've hidden in a place we don't think we could forget. Said gift will usually turn up later. Sometimes years later. Although I do remember one year when I lost something and I never did find it again, even after we moved. Must be with all the missing socks that never come out of the dryer.

I think I might have avoided this tradition this year, but just barely. This morning I remembered a gift I'd purchased a while back that wasn't in my normal hiding spot. After much searching, I did find it - a Christmas miracle! All gifts are now accounted for. I think. Hmmm... Well, if I find anything else later, I guess it'll just be an early start to next year's shopping. Providing, of course, that I put it in a safe place...