Yikes, I lost track of the calendar there for a minute!
It's seriously high time I get to trolling SharkTank.com for my gal-pal's upcoming birthday.
... which got me wondering, how'd that Tradition -- finding something "as seen on TV" -- get started in the first place? We're so different, Debbie and I. 'Suppose the ball started rolling when I learned it was the only show we both enjoyed ... and, I could shop on-line!
I adore Tradition.
Except, our family unit wasn't big on it.
Actually, it wasn't big at all. Dad, Mom and Myra situated atop a mesa, literally thousands of miles from our next of kin.
(... which was OK on account we didn't know them all that well anyway.)
Thus began the practice of holidays spent in anonymous resorts and restaurants. Gift-giving was a slow, carefully orchestrated process where everyone took his/her turn while the others paid undivided attention.
Imagine my surprise (and dismay!) the first Christmas Eve spent at my (former) in-laws when -- not unlike the start of a NASCAR event -- a horde of men, women and children simultaneously converged on the poor tree's underside. I actually winced as wrapping paper flew this way and that. "That's just wrong!" (cue the tears.)
... but someone observed, "If we wait for everyone to open their presents one at a time, we'll be here 'til midnight."
In the end, before DH came on the scene (*smile*), mother and I took comfort where we'd begun: A nice supper out, followed by comfy pajamas, pistachio nuts and cocktails.
Guaranteed: I'd always get a box of L'eggs panty-hose and a new Vanity Fair nightgown ... and always, I'd feign surprise.
In return, I'd try mixing it up, but invariably, mother's 'stocking' contained an oversize bottle of Bailey's Irish Creme ... and she'd squeal like it was the first time.
Are there birthday or holiday Traditions you observe to this day?
I suppose it's never too late to start a new Tradition. On a smaller scale, I might even turn the occasion of my Blogaversary into an annual event. You think?
Heck, that's too far out to think about right now.
I'm just tickled to see your names in my comments, then go and grin at the array of trinkets and treasures scattered in the guest room, each awaiting its new home!
Hugs from Phoenix!