Not one worthy of passing on to my own kids.
Growing up my mother's workplace gave their employees a free Turkey for Thanksgiving and one for Christmas. When I was 15 rolled my eyes about eating turkey at Christmas. When she asked me what that was about, I finally told her, I don't like turkey. When she told me that I was fine eating it at Thanksgiving, I told her I only eat one small slice and I bury it in other food. And I didn't say anything because my grandmother always spent so much time and care making it, I didn't want to offend her. Because I had been quiet about it for so long, my mother started making me lasagna on Christmas.
Now my mom is retired and I host Christmas dinner. I cook ham. But we have an annual football game at noon on Christmas eve. It is with friends and members of the cross country team. (My brothers both ran, and one brother now coaches the team.) The game started back in our high school days. After the game we go to my mom's and she serves lasagna.
No I just want this stupid holiday to end!!!!
Not anymore. I remember my brother and I trying to keep each other awake for Santa, but it never worked. :)
I’m with Z. Nothing to repeat.
I'm with Toni & Z.
One that I always liked was driving around and looking at Christmas lights on Christmas Eve. My sisters and I would get into our pajamas and get in the family van. It was fun. :)