Now that it's getting back around to the holidays, I can't help but reminisce a bit, and I now realize that the last two Christmases I had were during the summer... Awesome.
Last Christmas, we stayed in a little house by Waihi Beach. Having lived in Colorado for most of the rest of my life, spending Christmas in shorts and a bikini was kind of confusing... But wonderful. On Christmas Day, we did your typical American Christmas morning, and then wandered on down to the beach. See, my mom has this addiction... To collecting shells. Once she starts, you have to DRAG HER OFF THE BEACH to get her to stop. So, we spent a couple hours collecting shells. My mom had woven a rectangle out of flax, and we were going to mount shells on it to remember this Christmas. It took us a couple hours to argue it out, but we finally got everything mounted, and that display is now proudly mounted in our house in the USA.
Not the most interesting story, granted. Meh.
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