tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post8145309197211162635..comments2024-03-23T08:08:00.247-05:00Comments on Welcome to Me: Ten Things Tuesday- Christmas MemoriesRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15051904118383493849noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-73410220166834266052011-12-02T14:51:34.129-06:002011-12-02T14:51:34.129-06:00Al, Are you well on your way to enlightenment?Al, Are you well on your way to enlightenment?Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15051904118383493849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-10485527510806193582011-12-02T14:37:19.713-06:002011-12-02T14:37:19.713-06:00That's why we converted to Buddhism.That's why we converted to Buddhism.Al Penwasserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14052950809151897315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-47143361138224725522011-12-01T17:21:11.573-06:002011-12-01T17:21:11.573-06:00Amber, We did our usual thing the year my grandma ...Amber, We did our usual thing the year my grandma died. I hated it.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15051904118383493849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-38401186088170775572011-12-01T11:03:32.681-06:002011-12-01T11:03:32.681-06:00My Great-Grandmother died on Christmas eve 10 year...My Great-Grandmother died on Christmas eve 10 years ago. Makes me glad I don't celebrate christmas. I wish we had a garage we could put lights in.AmbyLandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00909797703628983520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-91148694598164419142011-11-30T15:03:56.802-06:002011-11-30T15:03:56.802-06:00Al, I think Christmas may have it out for you.Al, I think Christmas may have it out for you.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15051904118383493849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-78876282138099353192011-11-30T14:57:15.621-06:002011-11-30T14:57:15.621-06:00Oh, one more "buzz kill": I was food po...Oh, one more "buzz kill": I was food poisoned by the galley on my ship while were anchored in Palma, Spain, 1976.<br />Feliz Navidad!Al Penwasserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14052950809151897315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-66362879810735898132011-11-30T14:55:22.727-06:002011-11-30T14:55:22.727-06:00OK, buzz kills first:
1. My mom was diagnosed with...OK, buzz kills first:<br />1. My mom was diagnosed with lung cancer on December 25th, 1982.<br />2. My stepfather died on December 26th, 1996.<br />3. My father-in-law set my house on fire December 25th, 1999. <br />4. My father-in-law fell down my cellar steps on December 24th, 1989 just as I was getting ready to give Mrs. Penwasser her "present." WINK WINK<br />See? I'm not all yucks. <br />Okay, back to "Al"<br />1. My brother, posing as Santa Claus for our niece, set his "beard" on fire when his beer hit his cigarette on December 24, 1984. He wasn't hurt, but our niece was mortified. That he was drinking Lite beer.<br />2. I broke my ankle on December 24th, 2002. This may seem bad, but it meant I wasn't able to move around to prepare dinner. I was placed next to the cooler of beer.<br />3. I had duty with my squadron December 25, 1990. This also sounded sad, but, once again, no having to prepare dinner.<br />4. I and my girlfriend, the future Mrs. Penwasser, had one invitation to Christmas breakfast, one invitation to Christmas, and one invitation to Christmas dessert in 1985. We couldn't move for days, but the food was delicious.<br />5. I was in the Persian Gulf for Christmas, 1997. But, I was able to talk to my wife and kids via tele-conference. And they had pecan pie in the wardroom. Win-win, if you ask me.<br />6. I was by myself in Keflavik, Iceland in 1988. A blizzard forced us to stay indoors, but I enjoyed the little tree and presents Mrs. Penwasser sent me. Wasn't too crazy about the can of tuna fish I had, though. <br />7. As for the house on fire? Nobody got hurt and there was relatively little damage.<br />8. My father-in-law only broke his ankle when he fell down the steps. That meant he wasn't able to help out with dinn....hey! That's MY job!<br />God bless us, everyone!Al Penwasserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14052950809151897315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-41047044185761125822011-11-30T00:23:58.026-06:002011-11-30T00:23:58.026-06:00Belle, I am glad you had good Christmas times. My ...Belle, I am glad you had good Christmas times. My husband always tries to make sure I have a good Christmas to try and make up for all the old ones.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15051904118383493849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-562073528859409256.post-80870973918405060612011-11-30T00:08:31.914-06:002011-11-30T00:08:31.914-06:00I mostly remember being so excited it was hard to ...I mostly remember being so excited it was hard to sleep. Christmas Eve we were allowed to open one gift so we could play before bed. I loved that part and Christmas morning. I'm sorry your parents didn't give you what you should have had for Christmas: lots of toys, laughter and love.Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14175778756449339363noreply@blogger.com