RC's torch song in the bar is one of my favorites.

sighhhhh

So sad she won't be singing at the wedding when I marry George.

My mother was so angry, she gave them all to me that day and on Christmas morning, I got nothing.

Man, you need to keep a list of these things to read aloud should you ever need to stick her in a home.

We lived in tiny apartments and knew exactly where the presents were (under a blanket in the coat closet), but none of us looke because we didn't want to ruin the surprise.

Keep all your kid's presents locked in the car trunk.

My parents used to do this! Well, that was one of their hiding spots. Since there are 5 kids in my family, all our presents wouldn't fit in the trunk. I suspect my dad kept the big things at his office.

We actually looked once. Never did it again - because the surpise was so much of the fun. Which is what makes it easy to keep a secret now...

none of us looke because we didn't want to ruin the surprise

When we found hiding places, my mom always said, "If you look, you'll spoil no one's Christmas but your own." That seemed to do the trick.

Of course, when we got older, my parents shared a story from their first Christmas after they married. They were at my dad's parents' house and the whole family went to Christmas Eve services at church. My mom and dad feigned tiredness after travelling and stayed home. They, then, unwrapped all their presents together and carefully re-wrapped them before my grandparents came home.

Not only did they peak, they lied to skip church in order to peak. My siblings and I have given them unending shit over that.

MG, I can never figure out how parents keep Christmas presents a secret.

Keep all your kid's presents locked in the car trunk.

Or keep all your kids locked in the car trunk.

I love being surprised now and make no attempt to know stuff in advance. When we were kids my mother kept everything behind her bed. She never thought we would look. Yes, she was really that naive. Needless to say, we looked at everything.

The one thing they did that was neat was they put up the tree and decorated after we went to church Christmas Eve when we were very young. It was quite magical in the morning. I don't remember when they stopped doing that.

My parents kept the presents in the attic and I remember being tempted to look, but don't remember ever doing so. There is a story about the year that my oldest sister went downstairs and opened all the presents before anyone got up. It competes with the story about how my middle sister hunted all the Easter eggs one year before anyone woke up.

I, apparently, was a perfect child and never tried to cheat my sisters out of the presents/candy associated with any particular holiday like they did to me. ::uncrosses fingers, now that I'm done telling lies::

We were told that any Christmas presents found would be sent back, and we wouldn't get them Christmas morning. Proved pretty effective for a few years.

skip, skim, panic, flail

skids to a stop, distracted by pretty boots. Oooh, pink! I wonder if I could walk in those heels ...

remembers reason for flailing

Help! I need help re-formatting my resume. I just tried, and nearly gave myself a nervous breakdown. I need to send it off ASAP, and Word is thwarting me. Are any of you good at this sort of thing, and would be able to help me super-quick?

Are any of you good at this sort of thing, and would be able to help me super-quick?

I heard that Pleiades girl knows a thing or two about Word.