Here’s my favorite holiday commercial of all time, from the year I was born. I may have posted this in previous years. If so, please enjoy again.
And now today’s ornament, one from my 20s.
In college I had a roommate who gave me a pink lawn flamingo for my room (we shared a two-room suite). She also gave me a T-shirt with a flamingo on it. I wore it around my parents’ house on my winter break and ever since then, I’ve had a thing for flamingos. If you know me from the old days of Diaryland—did I really open my first online journal there 25 years ago?—you might remember my flamingo template.
I fell off from collecting them, but I still have one my parents gave me 30 years or so ago, currently residing in my home office.
It’s about three feet tall and paper mache, if you can believe that. It’s cracking in a few places and has suffered a few bumps to its toes throughout all of my moves over the years, but I’m not planning on moving any time soon, so there this majestic one stays, looking over my shoulder as I write.
If you celebrate Christmas, I wish you a peaceful Christmas Eve. If you don’t celebrate Christmas, I wish you a peaceful evening. If only we could have peace in the world.
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