Your heart is beating so hard you can hear it thundering in your chest, but the hunt is almost over and your prey is within touching distance – the heat is so intense, sweat is cascading down your back.
Yes my friends this was me as a seven year old crawling into my Mom’s airing cupboard, hunting for yet another elusive Christmas present. I generally hunted out all my Christmas presents long before the old guy in the red suit turned up and drained my Dad’s whisky glass. One year they bought me a Scalextric. My parents were good, loving people – trusting , you know? So they hid the Scalextric under my bed. I discovered it two weeks before ole’ white beard was due and formed a cunning plan. I retired early every night (without being told, then eventually ordered) Keeping it under the bed and with great difficulty I assembled every part and was race fit in two nights. Of course my downfall was the early retiring. Succumbing to her curiosity my dear mama decided I must be ailing with some form of sickness so she came to check on me. I had a jolly good telling off that night I can assure you.
But this was a minor setback and my powers of detection and inquisitions became legend within the family. I tried everything but waterboarding my sisters – in turn their counter surveillance techniques would put the CIA to shame. Many years later they warned every girl in every relationship, “Read Treasure Island, give him no clues or the little bastard will find them.” Then one day after an arduous ย Christmas shopping spree with a certain young lady I hit gold! We had separated to buy each other presents and upon our reunion she said, “Hold my bags for a minute I need the loo.” Really? I mean really! I couldn’t believe my luck ๐ When she returned I was euphoric, I couldn’t control myself. I grinned at her. “Love the shirt,” I said. “How did you know I liked those trousers?” I asked. ” That pullover is so me, but I kinda guessed you were getting me that book.” At which point she burst into tears. So, if you don’t want to feel like a complete heel with a sad feeling in your chest for the rest of your life, don’t go hunting for Christmas presents, I don’t, well not anymore ๐
Awwww… Reblogging to my sister site Timeless Wisdoms
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Wow Ana thank you so much ๐
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Shu-ah! ๐
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Living with my grandma, a great baker and candy maker, was incredible before Christmas. She baked dozens of cookies and created wonderful candies, then hid them in various upstairs hiding places. My challenge was to locate the goodies, have a piece from each tin and return the containers looking as if never touched. Yes, she eventually caught on to my shenanigans.
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Haha fabulous ๐๐
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Ooo! Someone must have gone straight to the Naughty List! Still, at least you came clean and came good in the end, so I guess it would be OK to sit on old Santa’s knee once again. Ten out of ten for honesty! Great post – made me smile.
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Thanks Pete ๐๐
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Sweet memories! Thirteen year old me found and opened my never-forgotten first curling iron.
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Haha, great memories arenโt they just ๐๐
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Why would you want to spoil the surprise though. I’d rather not know until Christmas morning. ๐
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I guess itโs down to impatience, which I was when I was younger. This then became a challenge, or it could be the difference between very naughty little boys and beautiful young girls ๐๐
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Ha!!!!!
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Are you sending me a kiss?
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Haha itโs a cheeky, winky kiss, kinda different, but if Iโve offended you I can take the slap ๐
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And now you give me your tongue….๐.
Offended?! Not in the least. I thought it was cute. I usually get it from females because dudes have to be so careful these days. Every damn thing is considered offensive, harassing and menacing in light of the #metoo movement.
Bravo on you for being cheeky and cute. Tis the season, anyway!
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Yes, thereโs a lot of sensitive people out there ๐๐
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๐๐๐ I just re- read this,missed the tongue bit first time around, now I would definitely vote for you ๐๐
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You know what, Charlie; I luv ‘seeing’ the Chrissy prezzies under the tree; it’s such a sweet feeling that smacks of love and joy and listening to Christmas tunes – a wonderful time of year! ๐
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I did too, except I knew what was in them ๐ Thanks for your input Carolyn I love it as always, donโt read next weeks though ๐
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๐ Hahaha… sounds very interesting!
You KNOW I’ll be here next week… ๐ ๐
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Oh my! I too was a Snoop at Christmas time. They would leave me alone in the house, I assumed so I’d have plenty of time.
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Fabulous, a soulmate haha, Iโm pretty sure the snooping was better than the surprise ๐๐
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I agree! Ya had to love the game.
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As kids we used to look in all the ususal hiding places at Christmas and Easter time. I can remember one Easter we found the goodies and ate them, never again because we received punishment not to be forgotten.
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Haha, you must have been a curious child too ๐ funny we used to compete to see how many we could eat, didnโt need punishing though as one of was usually sick ๐
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Hello, Charlie. Did your “powers of detection and inquisitions” help determine your career path later in life?
Neil S.
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Hmmm, never was a detective, but certainly like to finish early ๐
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Hahahah!! Hiding it under your own bed, Iโm not surprised you caved & got it assembled under there to have a go! Sounds like your early endeavours have followed you for life. Itโs sad though that the โcertain young ladyโ started crying after youโd peaked at what sheโd bought. Lesson learned young man, lesson learned!
Thanks for the giggles! xx
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Definitely I still feel bad, thanks for your input ๐
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Warning: your children won’t be any better. You might have to hire security to keep it all under wraps. hehehe
Anna from elements of emaginette
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Haha, I didnโt consider that ๐
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I love this post!
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Awww, thanks Luisa, love that you love it ๐
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Most welcome!
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Haha incredible story ๐
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Thank you Victoria, really appreciate your comments ๐๐
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Cracking post. Reminded me of when I would go hunting for presents. I hate it when people do it now, so I understand why she was upset.
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Thank you, yes it was a classic example of my ignorance ๐
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Whoa…canโt believe she left the bags with you! #rookie
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Yes that was my original thought ๐ Thanks so much for reading Michelle ๐๐
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You tickled me!
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Great memories… ๐
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Thank you, yes head full of them ๐ Thanks for reading I always appreciate your comments ๐
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Great post!! I think my mum must have buried mine presents in the back garden or some other fail safe location until Christmas because I could never find them lol ๐๐
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Oh wow, maybe she did, ๐top of the wardrobe was a favourite lol. Thanks for calling by ๐๐
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