I am sorry I completely forgot to post yesterday. I am posting 2 stories here today to catch up.
"Let the Christmas pranks commence!"
Age 13....
My mom taught me the love of pranking. Well, it's love when I'm the one doing the pranking, not the one being pranked. My mom started pranking me when I was about 8 years old and the 1st instance was April Fools, but that's a story for a different time, this is a story of my Christmas past.
As I have written before I love music and my love of music only continued to grow. By the time I was 13 years old I had a violin, electric keyboard, acoustic guitar, and access to my grandparents piano and organ. I was in musicians heaven. This Christmas was like all of the other Christmas', except I had an oddly shaped box under the tree.
Now I know you would like to know what I had put on my Christmas list but I hadn't written one this year. I had been up late finishing up the baking, and wrapping gifts.
When it came time open the box I was flummoxed. I had no idea what it could be. When I got the box opened it was a large case, upon opening the case what sat inside started my heart beating double time. It was an electric bass guitar. Doesn't every girl need one in her collection?!?!? Don't judge me!
I was in awe. It was a Fender Bass, black, brown, and white. I was in heaven. The only thing missing was an amplifier. There wasn't another box, until my mom said, "there's a box with your name on it in the garage". I ran out to the garage, saw the box and carried it into the house. My excitement knew no bounds. I opened the box and there was an amplifier. The only thing I couldn't find was the plug. I turned it around and realized that I couldn't find the plug because the wires had been cut. I was disappointed. My mom had been ripped off, they had sold her a defective product. I knew the amplifier was old and used, but I didn't care. I figured I would wait to let her know that it wouldn't work after everyone left so as not to make a big deal about it. When I turned to tell her "thank you" nothing left my mouth. Sitting on the floor next to my mom was a brand new amplifier and she was laughing her head off. That's when I realized she had known all along that the amplifier that I had carried in would never have worked.
As I have written before I love music and my love of music only continued to grow. By the time I was 13 years old I had a violin, electric keyboard, acoustic guitar, and access to my grandparents piano and organ. I was in musicians heaven. This Christmas was like all of the other Christmas', except I had an oddly shaped box under the tree.
Now I know you would like to know what I had put on my Christmas list but I hadn't written one this year. I had been up late finishing up the baking, and wrapping gifts.
When it came time open the box I was flummoxed. I had no idea what it could be. When I got the box opened it was a large case, upon opening the case what sat inside started my heart beating double time. It was an electric bass guitar. Doesn't every girl need one in her collection?!?!? Don't judge me!
I was in awe. It was a Fender Bass, black, brown, and white. I was in heaven. The only thing missing was an amplifier. There wasn't another box, until my mom said, "there's a box with your name on it in the garage". I ran out to the garage, saw the box and carried it into the house. My excitement knew no bounds. I opened the box and there was an amplifier. The only thing I couldn't find was the plug. I turned it around and realized that I couldn't find the plug because the wires had been cut. I was disappointed. My mom had been ripped off, they had sold her a defective product. I knew the amplifier was old and used, but I didn't care. I figured I would wait to let her know that it wouldn't work after everyone left so as not to make a big deal about it. When I turned to tell her "thank you" nothing left my mouth. Sitting on the floor next to my mom was a brand new amplifier and she was laughing her head off. That's when I realized she had known all along that the amplifier that I had carried in would never have worked.
"A Nothing Unusual Christmas"
Age 16....
Another regular Christmas not too much happening. More marriages in the family, more babies, more cookies being made. Opening Christmas gifts there wasn't anything unusual. My aunt and I still had our tradition of hot chocolate with marshmallows. I knew I was getting older so I knew that I wasn't getting the number of gifts under the tree as I had when I was a kid, mainly because my gifts had gotten expensive. At 11 I got a junior acoustic guitar, age 13 an electric bass, and at 14 I received an electric guitar (didn't tell the story of that one). My mom had been a trooper and I wasn't going to take advantage of that. I was grateful for all that she had done.
After all the gifts were opened it was mine and my cousins job to take the trash out. As we were heading to the garage something caught my eye. My grandparents car wasn't parked in the garage. That was definitely unusual. We rounded the corner and there was something under a sheet sitting in the middle of the garage. I knew that shape, I knew it was for me, some 6th sense. I dropped the bag of trash ripped the sheet off and screamed.
Yes, cool collected me screamed. Hey I was a 16 year old girl!!
Under the sheet sat the most beautiful sight. And yes every 16 year old girl needs one in her collection! Don't judge me!! It was Honda 250 motorcycle. At that point in time of my life I was done. I was in heaven. I was the luckiest girl in the world. My mom had never hinted. I had never asked, but I had always wanted.
Little did I know that the best Christmas' were yet to come!
Another regular Christmas not too much happening. More marriages in the family, more babies, more cookies being made. Opening Christmas gifts there wasn't anything unusual. My aunt and I still had our tradition of hot chocolate with marshmallows. I knew I was getting older so I knew that I wasn't getting the number of gifts under the tree as I had when I was a kid, mainly because my gifts had gotten expensive. At 11 I got a junior acoustic guitar, age 13 an electric bass, and at 14 I received an electric guitar (didn't tell the story of that one). My mom had been a trooper and I wasn't going to take advantage of that. I was grateful for all that she had done.
After all the gifts were opened it was mine and my cousins job to take the trash out. As we were heading to the garage something caught my eye. My grandparents car wasn't parked in the garage. That was definitely unusual. We rounded the corner and there was something under a sheet sitting in the middle of the garage. I knew that shape, I knew it was for me, some 6th sense. I dropped the bag of trash ripped the sheet off and screamed.
Yes, cool collected me screamed. Hey I was a 16 year old girl!!
Under the sheet sat the most beautiful sight. And yes every 16 year old girl needs one in her collection! Don't judge me!! It was Honda 250 motorcycle. At that point in time of my life I was done. I was in heaven. I was the luckiest girl in the world. My mom had never hinted. I had never asked, but I had always wanted.
Little did I know that the best Christmas' were yet to come!
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