The first time I saw A Christmas Story, I was 8 years old. And I hated it. Well, I didn’t really hate it. But, unfortunately, I was a very impressionable and meek young girl who was eager to please. Obviously, this was before I became a teenager.
Christmas of 1983 was spent in Arizona, visiting with my grandparents. One day, during this holiday season in the desert, my grandparents decided to take me to see this new Christmas movie that had just come out in theaters. So there I was, sitting in a dark theater, about the same age as the main character I was watching on the big screen, and first experiencing the gloriousness that was A Christmas Story. Obviously, I didn’t understand a lot of the more adult humor, but I enjoyed it nonetheless.
However, when the movie was over, my grandparents asked me what I thought about it. And feeling very nervous and on the spot, I told them I didn’t really know. It was then that they told me how much they hated it and how they thought it was incredibly stupid and horrible. They railed on it. Continuously. So, wanting to be a good agreeable little girl, I heartily agreed with them. And thus my opinion of the movie was cemented . . . until many years later. I don’t remember the next time I saw the movie. Maybe high school, possibly college, or even later in life. But I remember realizing how brilliant and hysterical the movie was. Since then, I have seen the movie dozens, if not hundreds, of times. And my love has only increased with each watching of this epic tale.
And this is why I am incredibly excited to give away this epic and fun Christmas Story prize! Even though it took me a while to realize its brilliance, it has become one of my most beloved holiday movies. And I am happy to share these treats with some lucky winner.
As I foretold, my son 7 would be picking a name out of a hat to choose the winner this time, thus releasing me from all blame and guilt for the decision. Yep, that’s how I roll. I place all blame squarely on the heads of my kiddos. I am a super duper mom, yo.
And while the picking of a name is not based on the quality of the stories, I want to say that those stories were fantastic. Some painful, some hilarious, all wonderful. Thank you for sharing your crazy holiday stories with me. I enjoyed them all!!
So, without further ado, the winner, as picked by my son 7, is:
Congrats to you, my girl. Your story was full of awesome, and you were the lucky name picked by my son! Hooray for you. Now, you just need to send me your address, so I can get these fab prizes off to you, and hopefully even get them to you by the big fa ra ra ra ra day. Send to: mistyslaws at gmail dot com.