I have found that a pink Christmas goes way back in my family. I remember as a little girl loving to go to my Grandpa and Grandma Bergfalk's house at Christmas time. They lived in the foothills of Los Angeles and from their living room window you could see lights for miles. The best part of their Christmas decorations was their tree. The made hundreds of beaded Christmas balls and their tree was covered with them. My mom brought me a gift at Thanksgiving filled with the pink beaded balls from my Grandparent's tree. So you see, the fact that I would like a pink Christmas is in my heritage. These pink Christmas balls are displayed in a clear glass punch bowl (something I confiscated from a pile of trash after a garage sale, score!) and some day will find their way to a tree in my home that will be filled with pink loveliness.
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and a beautiful blue christmas is definately part of my past. you see i recieved the beautiful blue beaded balls from grandmas tree. What a treasure. love you. Lori
Posted by: Lori | December 07, 2008 at 07:00 PM
I think he likes pink cause he likes you!
Posted by: Ann Religa | November 23, 2009 at 02:21 PM