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Santa's not real?
Then we take it back to the main building and have some hot glueh vine (hot redvine and port with some snaps (strong alcoholic drink made from potatoes) - add a little honey and a lot of raisins and almonds.. Leave to slowly simmer over open fire for hours and you have an amazing drink with is great after an hour or two in the snow)
Being drunk by sunrise, staring at the urn of my mother's ashes.
Very similar to my old tradition. Drunk at sunrise staring at the .357 revolver that my father used to take his own life.
Not any more.
I'm still alone but I no longer stare at the pistol. I get drunk at the grave sight and pee on the grave.
Baby steps
Just across the bridge brown. Come on over.
Very similar to my old tradition. Drunk at sunrise staring at the .357 revolver that my father used to take his own life.
Not any more.
I'm still alone but I no longer stare at the pistol. I get drunk at the grave sight and pee on the grave.
Baby steps
when i was a kid my gparents lived in N Miss - we would go cut down our own tree after a full day of playing in the haystacks
when we grew up my sister and i became performers and were often touring or rehearsing so haven't had much of a tradition - now we try to rotate between here, my parents in chattanooga and my sister and bil in NJ
my wife and i were married on the 23rd and we drove through the celebration in the oaks lights late that night on the way to...
now we try to keep both traditions going
the hour or two in the snow is a necessity - had gluhwein several times in germany and loved it - tried it back in the states and that stuff was nasty
While our traditions are similar, our reasons are not. A stew of pneumonia, MRSA and lung cancer took my mother. She absolutely adored the 25th of december. All of the specials, charlie brown, rudolph, frosty...you name it, you can bet your last dime she was curled up in a blanket watching it.
I miss her every day, I still tear up on a daily basis when something reminds me of her. There are times I stare at my P226 and think about joining her. Even have a special round for that express purpose, in it's own magazine.
I really hate this month.