5). Christmas in the ghetto: When I was in high school, I would host (yes my hosting days started early) my bible study's annual Christmas party. we would eat snacks, read the Christmas story out of Luke, and then pile (and I mean PILE) in the car to ride down to the "ghetto" of Hattiesburg and look at lights. It's fascinating that people in rundown shacks can have enough lights on their house to light a small village!
4). The talking Christmas tree: When my cousins and I were little, we would look forward to Santa talking to us "from the Christmas tree." The secret not discovered until years later, my granddaddy had actually hidden a speaker in a present under the tree and he would sneak in the other room while we were opening presents and act like he was Santa Claus. I remember getting so nervous knowing that Santa was watching!
3). Christmas eve awaiting Santa: this isn't one year in particular, but if you have gotten to read any previous posts, you've probably pocked up on the fact that I'm huge on tradition, and most years include the same festivities. The tradition the night before Christmas is as follows: we drive from one gp's house to the next, where my grandma has homeade gumbo waiting for us that is sooo good! Then I get to open one present and we watch Woody Asap, the weatherman on WBLT, show us the Santa radar that tracks how long you have until Santa gets to your house. next mom reads the Polar Express and I hop in bed awItimg Santa's arrival!
2). Christmas lights with my grandma: when I was still the age where I needed a babysitter, my grandma would always come stay close to Christmas while my parents went to my dads bank Christmas party. I would get to eat pizza that my parents never let me have. Then we would get in the car and ride around in search of the tackiest Christmas lights. We would listen to Christmas classics like " Grandma got ran over by a reindeer" and "You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch." Some of the decorations people put up are really hilarious!
1). Ice storm of '99: When I was fourteen, my family traveled to my grandparents, like we do every year to spend Christmas, only to get stuck in the after effects of one of the worst ice storms ever to hit the delta. We (all 15 at the time) had to stay at my grandparents because the power was out and the generator could only heat one room. On top of that the water kept freezing, so needless to say we were all roughing it! As soon as we all got our presents opened, the lights turned back on. That Christmas brought my family so much closer and to this day remains my favorite Christmas to date!
Merry Christmas everyone!
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