Ok, so you know how we asked YOU to send in cool or funny holiday stories to our email last week? Well, we got quite a few emails and it was hard to pick the best ones. But Chipotle and I thought alot about it, and here is our favorites:
1. "I know this sounds cheesy, but here is how it went. On Christmas Eve of 1999, I was opening presents at my moms house. I was the only daughter that didn't have kids yet (I have 2 sisters, and I was the youngest). I was 23 years old at the time. I opened 3 presents: One from my parents, and the other two from my sisters. Anyway, I hadn't noticed the other tiny present under the tree. It was addressed to me, from my boyfriend, Samuel. I picked it up after looking at my boyfriend, and started to unwrap it. I lifted up the lid on the tiny box, and it was a ring. A ring. A very expensive ring. I looked at my boyfriend and he said "Will you marry me?" I said "Yes!" and he leaned in and gave me a kiss. We got married that upcoming summer. This Christmas Eve was our 10 year anniversary and we have 2 kids and 1 on the way. I know, every girls dream, right?"
2. "On New Years Eve, my parents always throw a big party for my moms side of the family. 2 years ago when it was turning 2009, about 10:00 or so I threw up. I knew it wasn't just that I ate to much, I acually had the flu because I hadn't felt good the entire day. So I went to my bedroom and my mom came in and checked on me frequently. Family members came in too and would talk to me. In my room, I didn't have a TV or anything, so I couldn't watch the Ball drop, which was extremely depressing. So, when it was about ten till midnight, I asked my mom if i could go downstairs with everyone else and watch it, if I felt okay. My mom said sure. Well, when it was about two minutes till, I went downstairs with the rest of the family. About 30 seconds till, I started to feel as if I had to throw up. I thought "I can wait 30 seconds!". Of course, I wasn't thinking quite right since I was sick. But I really wanted to see it. Believe it or not, on the last second, I threw up. It sounds like I'm exaggerating, and I'm not. This really happened! After that, instead of cheering, my family slowly walked away from the TV. I was so embarrased. The scene kept playing through my mind and I started to cry. I ruined that night.
Now, 2 years later, I am still getting made fun of from that night. Not bullying, but just teasing from my family. I plan to get teased for many years to come."
With Love,
Chipotle and Jalapeno
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