tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post4983536621122570027..comments2024-03-28T05:45:17.596-04:00Comments on Shelley's Book Case: Guest Post- Nancy J. Parra/ Nancy CocoAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11009545077325997826noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post-556196946466926322015-12-22T00:30:28.323-05:002015-12-22T00:30:28.323-05:00I sent a PM through your Shelley Giusti Facebook p...I sent a PM through your Shelley Giusti Facebook page. I hope that's what you wanted. kat8762@aol.comKathleen C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06852569487173635258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post-56359592590554160602015-12-15T11:56:43.174-05:002015-12-15T11:56:43.174-05:00Winners are Elaine and Kathleen! Congratulations!!...Winners are Elaine and Kathleen! Congratulations!!! Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11009545077325997826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post-29395527220588789072015-12-11T00:57:13.931-05:002015-12-11T00:57:13.931-05:00This year my husband and I celebrated 25 years mar...This year my husband and I celebrated 25 years married, and our first Christmas together was spent in Florida during the worst freeze in decades. It was still wonderful, buying warmer Disney clothes, thoroughly enjoying EPCOT, finding a favorite pub, and giggling every time we saw Mickey and Minnie at the Magic Kingdom. We would return several times being able to channel of inner child over and over! kat8762@aol.comKathleen C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06852569487173635258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post-44346906896413363412015-12-10T23:16:59.107-05:002015-12-10T23:16:59.107-05:00I remember going back to Michigan to spend time wi...I remember going back to Michigan to spend time with my Mom and Dad. I always went up there no matter what the weather was like around Lake Michigan. Christmas wouldn't have been the same not being with family <br />diannekc8@gmail.comdiannekchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01001841784219212036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post-18546022750261581942015-12-10T21:22:49.439-05:002015-12-10T21:22:49.439-05:00One year, on Christmas Eve, we went to the childre...One year, on Christmas Eve, we went to the children's service at the church in the town 5 miles from our house. After that one, we went to the children's service at the church in a town 12 miles from our house. We lived on a farm and we kids were in both services. After both services, we received bags with candy and fruit and peanuts. From the second service we went to Grandma's house. It was snowing and we were so excited and singing all the way. Dad was a bit tense because the roads weren't the best. But we made it to Grandma's. All of our cousins were there. We had so much fun eating and opening gifts! And the snow was still coming down when we left Grandma's to come home. It was so pretty out! So cozy at home! So much fun to be together as a family!<br /><br />ElaineE246 at msn dot comElainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05763798679540499585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post-46116845811998114342015-12-10T14:28:50.812-05:002015-12-10T14:28:50.812-05:00A memorable memory took place when our family visi...A memorable memory took place when our family visited old friends and we exchanged gifts and had lunch with the family. I never forgot the warmth which I felt and the memory still lingers. saubleb(at)gmail(dot)comtravelerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06191803578622949052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post-63387628836510102322015-12-10T14:19:03.431-05:002015-12-10T14:19:03.431-05:00My favorite memory was when I was young and we wer...My favorite memory was when I was young and we were driven by mt father around the neighborhoods and gazed at the beautiful decorations and lights which made the night come alive. elliotbencan(at)hotmail(dot)competitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05326383614079568432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175574572567889638.post-59421691619074112472015-12-10T14:13:23.442-05:002015-12-10T14:13:23.442-05:00One of my favorite memories is with my brother aft...One of my favorite memories is with my brother after our Santa believing days. We told each other what we knew the other was getting for Christmas. That night at dinner we told our parents what we wanted and we both said what we were already getting. My mom just looked at us and said "You guys told each other!" We denied it but we couldn't fool her. It was just something fun that my brother and I still talk about and we still remember the toys we told the other. Of course my mom remembers it also lol <br />Becky<br />bwilhoite87@gmail.com Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com