What are your favroite Christmas Memories

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I have a lot of favroite Christmas, but this one stands out the most.

When I was Nine, I started to seroiusly listen to Rock n' Roll. My Mom babysat three kids and the three kids, my Mom, my Sister and I would sing Christmas Songs. I would sing all of the songs the way that they were recorded for the Phil Spector Christmas Album. One day, when the six of us were singing 'Frosty the Snowman', my Mom finally put her foot down. She told me that I could sing the traditional way, of not sing at all. We made a compromise and I did the Background Vocals. Even at the tender age of Nine, I was a bit of a Rebel.

I remember my mother and I made cookies for Christmas when I was little and frosted them. For some irrational reason, I wanted to decorate all of the cookies in red frosting one year. My mother explained we had 4 different colors, so they shouldn't all be red. So she gave me 10 of the cookies and told me those could be entirely red. (we baked about 50 or so) I also was really happy when I got a cat tower for my kitty last year.

Christmas 1983 - I can remember it was terriblely cold outside that year. We were over at my grandparents house. My grandmom hat knitted me some slippers and I was wearing those. My grandfather got me a battery operated train set that ran across the floor with out any tracks, and I can remember playing with that.

My parents got me a fancy snowglobe for a present and I remember playing with that when I somehow managed to release the plug for the water inside it and it all spilled out on my lap.

I was about 5 or 6. It was a couple of weeks before Christmas and I was watching television. There was an animated film on about a penguin in the North Pole ~ It was very Christmassy and I was absolutely absorped in the atmosphere. I went into the hall where our Christmas tree was and just stared up through the branches for ages. I was completely mesmerised by all the tinsle, baubles, chocolates & lights ~ and inside the branches it looked like another world.

This memory is really vivid because I remember the visual scene but also (very strongly) the atmosphere.

Does anyone else have a good memory for atmospheres?

My favorite Christmas memory was when, as per tradition, we went over to my great grandma's house. however, the only monkey wrench in my perfectly planned plans for route navigation and travel time was Mother Nature...A blizzard, to be more specific. We spent a lot of time, but we managed to break through the storm. but...

The storm caught up to us! it was the day after our trip, on Christmas Eve, that it started to snow heavily while i was outside. it completely covered the ground in ten minutes, and on Christmas, i woke up to a real treat. My grandma, grandpa, and cousin had showed up, and we went to a hill by a Wal-Mart to sled. Unfourtunately, there was a ditch concealed by the snow on the bottom of this hill, and i accidently overshot one trip and hit the ditch. it was pack hard enough w/ snow to be invisible, but it couldn't support the weight of me and the sled. But, i laughed off the inveitible faceplant and went back up the hill. it was my favorite Christmas memory.

There was another one where i got my moped (electric scooter) after a scavenger hunt hosted by my grandma. i found the first clue in the tree, and that lead to the furnace in the basement. that lead to the pantry, which lead to a chair in the greatroom and a set of keys, after which grandma rolled out a beautiful black moped. but it had a battery defect that rendered it powerless, so i could not ride it to till i got new batteries. that was a minor setback in my second most favorite Christmas memory.

Hope this brings a bit of Christmas cheer...

Archmage

When I was 9, my brother showed me were some of our presents were hiding and I was shocked. My parent's covered it pretty nicely, saying they were for my cousins, and I was fairly satisfied but had doubts until we walked out of Midnight Mass on Christmas eve, and I saw a shooting star that I swore was Santa's sleigh. It couldn't have been more perfect.

I think by atmosphere you mean the overall effect-the lighting, sounds and mood? I have a great memory for those things also, not only with specific dates and times but with periods of my life as well-all I have to do is think about it or listen to a song from that time and I can re-immerse myself in it.

Halloween was always a good one for me when it comes to atmopshere.

The most atmospheric it ever got was 1990 in school. On halloween afternoon, our class arranged our desks into a circle and we spent the afternoon doing halloween-ish things. We listened to "scary" tapes which I found more amusing than scary, our class played a prank on the other section of 5th grade. Then all the lower grades paraded through school with their costumes for us to see.

Getting back on topic, christmases were always a fun affair for me since we went to everyones house on x-mas eve. In 1986 we didn't get done with the final house until 2am. For me that was as late as I ever got to stay up as a kid.

One time in December 1988, my dad woke me up at 3am one day so he take me outside and show me the moon thru the new telescope he just got.

The most memorable Christmas? No doubt - 1981, when I was 10 years old. On December 13th (Sunday) the government declared martial law. They put tanks on streets, roadblocks on city limits, imprisoned thousands of people, disconnected all phones, instituted a curfew at 11pm, and - as an extra punishment - reduced number of TV channels to one (!). At first I was very upset at government for all this, but as Sunday progressed, it has been announced that schools would be closed until New Year, so my mood improved and I started dancing out of joy. However, an unanticipated hardship was quickly discovered. Because of roadblocks, Christmas trees couldn't be delivered to the city. This was a grave problem, but my father somehow got a "top-secret" information about a tree plantation located within city limits. He rushed there immediately, paid the price and cut a little pine himself with an ax. It was the nicest tree we ever had - fresh and aromatic like in a forest. It actually started growing in our home. I don't remember what presents I got that year, but that "martial law pine" was something special that stayed in my memory.