I was looking at some old photographs the other night when I stumbled across this picture.
That is me circa 1970’s with my mom’s Santa doll that she received as a Christmas present when she was a little girl, probably close to 1950 or so.
Every year, my mom takes Santa out of his plastic bag and sets him free. She claims that she can hear him from her closet, ever so faintly, calling to her.
“Get me outta here!”
Who knows? Maybe he does or else my mom is a bit on the wacky side.
Here’s a recent picture of good old Santa Claus.
I don’t care if you reek, Santa, just bring me some fuzzy socks and a bottle of white zinfindel.
Do you have any retro Christmas decorations?