Why do the best holidays occur in the coldest months? I'm pretty sure that Christmas would be just fine without the snow. One of my favorite Christmas memories is a year, (1973?), we spent in Florida at my Grandparent's cabin. We had a pinata instead of a tree, and thought it was so cool that we were wearing shorts. It didn't matter too much that I caught strep throat and had to spend most of the time in bed. My Mom doesn't have the fondest memories of this year. She bought a gallon of fresh orange juice that had a leak in it, so that by the time we got home to Indianapolis, the gallon jug was empty, and the entire trunk was saturated. It was her brand-new Chevy Malibu, and that car was never again the same. Have you ever smelled spoiled orange juice? We have. For 8 years straight.
My sister and I still laugh about that. My Mom is still bitter.
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