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Flashback Friday: My Favorite Christmas

December 22, 2017

We all have that one Christmas that sticks out in our minds. My favorite Christmas happened in 2010.

Let’s take a trip down memory lane…

David and I will have been married for 7 years this coming June, and this Christmas Eve also makes it 7 Christmases since he proposed. I shared this on my old blog that I had from 2009-2015, but I figured it would be good to share again, especially since it’s the holidays.

Even before we got engaged I knew it was going to happen. I made sure to “secretly” let him know my ring size, but accidentally told him the wrong size, and I had even found the diamonds at one point! Dun Dun Dun…

We are horrible at keeping secrets when it comes to gifts. I’m always like, “Guess what I got you! Guess what I got you!” He would always seem to guess correctly and he would always cave and tell me what he got me.

It was mid-December in 2010, and when I talked to David on the phone, he said he was “out.” I knew that was suspicious, because he wasn’t the type to just go out. He had been dropping hints like crazy! He had told me “whatever he got” was going to turn out great, and that I would really like it. He had also told me that something he got for me was getting an upgrade (I knew at that point it was going to be a ring, since I already had known he was going to use the mount from his grandmother’s ring). Other hints included him saying that he broke our “gift limit” for Christmas.

One of the things that clearly gave it away was when I said, “I bet you got the wrong size. I wear a size 6.” He went completely silent and said, “That’s not what you told me earlier.” Oops. I had told him that I was a size 7, since that was the size of one of the costume jewelry type rings I would wear (What’s really funny was that I’m actually a size 5 1/2). It had been sitting on his desk for a couple of weeks, and then I noticed it was gone. Another clue that he was up to something.

I knew it was coming soon, but I didn’t know when, until…

Fast forward to December 23, 2010:

David and I were planning to spend time with his parents, along with his brother and his wife. Before we went to his parent’s house, he told me to wait in the living room, because he was “doing something,” as well as getting dressed. About 10 minutes had passed, when the door finally opened. I thought it was odd that after all that time, he was still in his pajamas. My suspicion grew even more.

We finally were both ready to head to his parent’s house, so off we went. One of the first things we did was eat our traditional Christmas meal, which are homemade tacos. These aren’t just any tacos, these take all day to make and even the shell is homemade! Afterwards, the six of us exchanged gifts. It seems like Christmas had come out of nowhere, and I wanted to buy more presents. So, there we were at Target around 11 pm. We didn’t go to the Target in Hamburg, which was my favorite (and still is!), but instead we went to the Target off of Nicholasville Road. I was particularly tired that day. I had the day off from work, but I still had to do two home visits to keep in compliance with the state contract for my job (At that time, I was a Crisis Intervention Specialist/Therapist/Case Manager). Luckily, that didn’t take much from my day, due to it being the holidays.

While we were at Target, I was looking at some gifts to purchase. We walked by the picture frames, and I fell in love with one that said, “Two Hearts in Love Need No Words.” I asked him if his brother would like it, but he shook his head and said no and then hurried me along. He knows how I can be when looking at stuff in stores – makeup, cards, clothes, shoes, and basically everything.

After we finished shopping at Target, we then headed to Wal-mart to pick up some bacon, eggs, and biscuits for breakfast the following morning, as well as green beans, bacon, and onions for the family get together that following tomorrow afternoon. David told me to go look at something else for awhile, because he needed to print out pictures for something. The picture printer was out of order, and the machines that were available worked differently. On those machines, you had to come back and pick up your pictures, so David didn’t bother with it. Before heading back to our house, we stopped by my apartment (I hadn’t officially moved out yet at that time), and just picked up my own personal printer and photo printer.

I woke up around 10:30am on Christmas Eve to find out that David wasn’t in bed with me. A few minutes later, he came into the bedroom wearing pajama bottoms, a nice sweater, and a Santa hat. We turned on the television and began watching the movie, Honey (It’s a terrible movie, but for some reason, one that I enjoy). David had already made us breakfast, so we ate before opening gifts. Once we finished eating, I wrapped his presents again. A few days prior, our tree had fell over and the presents had got soaked.

It was now time for presents!

I had a few wrapped presents under the tree, plus a dolphin Pillow Pet (Remember seeing those commercials back in 2009 and 2010? Every time we heard the song or were at Kroger, we always sung, “It’s a Pillow. It’s a Pet. It’s a Pillow Pet”). First, I let him open two gifts, which were xbox Kinect games. I opened a present, and it was pajamas. We had bought the pajamas the night before, but David wanted me to have more to unwrap on Christmas. (I wondered where they had went!). When I woke up, I looked for the pajamas to put on, but they were already wrapped). I opened another gift and there were index cards that had “Good for one massagey” with David’s signature on it (I always ask him for massages, or “massageys”). Finally, David opened his last gift, and my turn was next!

Now, I got to open my final gift. I was not sure what it was, but I thought it looked like a picture frame, because of the shape. I opened up the present to find this:

After I had unwrapped it, I was so confused. I saw there was a picture of a ring, but I did not have the ring yet. As I looked up at David, I saw that he had the ring and he was down on one knee. He said that he wanted to do it when he thought I looked my best, which according to him is in the morning when I wake up, and that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.

I said, “YES!” (of course)

Later, he told me that he had stolen my camera without me noticing to take a picture of the ring to put in the picture frame. He had wanted to print off the pictures from Wal-Mart to put in the frame, but ended up using my picture printer that we had picked up from my apartment. That was also the picture frame that I wanted to buy the night before. David was hoping that I wouldn’t have noticed it, and that’s why he was hurrying me past the pictures frames, so I wouldn’t see it. How sneaky!

Fast forward 5 months… we got married on June 11, 2011 at the Bodley-Bullock House in Lexington, Kentucky.


I’m sure everyone knows how that turned out, and the rest is history…



What do you consider to be your most memorable Christmas?

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