A Walk Down Holiday Lane

A look back at us over the years on our favourite holiday.

Sara,

Searched my iPhoto for “Christmas photos,” and these were what came up. Do you have any others I can add to my collection?

One of my strongest memories of growing up was Christmas Morning with Gramma and Grampa. So many presents. I feel like even when money was tight we were spoiled on Christmas. It would take hours to open everything. It’s weird because I LOVED getting gifts on my birthday and Christmas, but now I hate it. I wonder what changed.

You’d think THIS interaction with Santa (I believe this was a neighbour of Gramma and Grampas who would dress up and visit all the kids in the neighbourhood) would have scared me off Christmas, but NOPE! I look stressed, but I feel like you look super into whatever the hell is going on!

Here’s another angle. Look at my hands, I’m WRINGING THEM. Definitely stressed. But look how OPEN to Santa you are. Note Gramma’s sweater. “I’m A Grumpy Old Farts Wife.” Charming gift I’m sure she loved (not).

This is one of my all-time faves of us. It’s a polaroid which feels hilarious and retro to me. I also love our shirts. You’re in your Marlborough Park Pre-School shirt (classic) and I’m wearing a Little Miss Helpful shirt which pretty much sums me up. Also, both our pants are on point. Santa looks a little sad, no?

I would bet that this is the same Santa but with glasses. Right? I literally have the same hair cut now as I do in this photo. I also fucking love our outfits. Your overalls and shirt combo are so on trend right now. I keep getting fed ads on IG for $600 designer overalls. Aren’t overalls for kids? I might get some. My bowl cut is just fucking great. I KNOW for a fact mom probably cut my hair. I have some pretty strong memories of her placing a bowl on my head in our kitchen in Marlborough to cut my hair at that age. I love my top. I think I’d wear something like that now. The boots. I just don’t even have words. It’s funny because people always ask if we dressed the same growing up, and we didn’t. But there were signature items that were always the same. Like winter coats, and boots. Anyway. These boots are dope. Might try and find some for this winter.

I have NEVER in my life popped pop corn and strung it on a cord with a needle and used it as a decoration. BUT I do remember doing THAT exact thing as a young person to decorate our tree. There are so many things about this that confuse me. Starting with: What about our cats? Were they like not trying to eat it? Was no one concerned for their health and safety? Also, what a disaster our tree is. Or is it? Maybe the real disaster is that I love Christmas SO much but have a fake tree. And it’s perfect. I don’t think I could concentrate if a messy ass tree like this one was in my apartment now. Could you?

I wonder whose idea it was to have us sit on Santa’s knee at fourteen. Also is this the same fucking Santa?

The only photo I could find on the internet of me and you in Christmas Sweaters. I believe this was 2013. Heartthrob era. We were at some radio Christmas event. You look stoked!

This is not a real Santa. It’s our friend Tamra. This was seven years ago in Palm Springs. Note that I am wearing a one-piece Christmas-themed outfit under my coat. And are you wearing a bathrobe? What a look!

The face of a Crazed Christmas Fan.