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Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.
Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.
Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.
Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.
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Favorite memories...well, when I was really little I got one of those big plastic kitchens that all little girls love. I loved that gift. We put it in our garage and I played with it every day. Then when my friends started getting American Girl dolls around 1st grade, I really wanted one. I would go to my friend's house every Sunday and play with her's. Finally, in 4th grade, I got Kirstin. That year I also got my first CD player. One year my brother gave me a really soft robe. Oh, and then this year, I got Keith Urban tickets, so that is definitely in the top list.
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This is weird, but the one present I remember most from my childhood was a little box of squirrel shaped soaps. My grandma gave them to me. I don't know if I remember them because I loved them or becaue I was disappointed in them. I do remember using them, though.
I remember one Christmas having to stand in my mom and dad's room with my eyes closed, while she held something up against my back. It turned out to be a real, store-bought green dress.
Most of my things were either hand-me-downs from my many older sisters and cousins or homemade by my mom, so a store-bought dress really stuck in my memory, I guess. I don't remember if I actually liked the dress, I just remember that it was store-bought!
When I was little, my sister-in-law bought me the most life-like doll. I played with her till all her stuffing fell out! She had that "new doll" smell and to this day when I get a whiff of that in the doll aisle of the toy stores, it whisks me back to that Christmas. Such a lovely memory!
Oh My Goodness Denise, You and I must be about the same age because i got a life size Raggedy Anne and a twirly ballerina box as a child too!!
I think that one of my favorite years was when (being newly married and broke) i had been dreaming about these new things for the kitchen called "bread makers" (back then, they were new! and expensive!).
When we were at my parent's house to open up gifts I opened up the gift from my mom: a top of the line bread maker. I was so surprised I got weepy.
Twelve years later it's the story that will never die. My brothers still tease me about the year I cried over a bread maker!
I've loved reading your most memorable gifts!
Kay, I remember a weird one too. Flavored Lip gloss in tiny gold cannisters that I used and used--also from my grandma.
My husband gave me a gold ring last year. On it is a dolphin leaping through a diamond studded hoop. I hardly ever wear jewelry (earrings? what earrings?) But this ring is so me that I LOVE it, and all the thought that went behind it.
I remember my Dad being unemployed but I wanted an ant farm SO BAD. I remember putting it out of my mind as a possibility because it was $50. To this day, I don't know how they afforded it, or what they sold to get it, but sure enuf the ant farm was my only present under the tree. I cried becuase I immediately knew their sacrifice. I think that's the first time (at 10 years old) I got an understanding of what it means to sacrifice.
I remember many gifts from years past and I can’t say that any of them really stand out as being the most memorable, so I will mention a gift of another kind. A few years ago, the company I work for decided to give us all house shoes for Christmas. The non-slip soles pads on the bottom were shaped like some of our products. They were one size fits all, but I couldn’t stretch them far enough to cover my feet. It was a terrible gift, but it makes great story.
I remember a Thumblina doll and cowgirl outfit I got when I was 5 years old. I have the photo of me in the cowboy outfit, holding my doll. I still have the doll (and still love cowboy stuff!)
The other memorable gift wasn't exactly what I wanted, but it was thoughtful and expensive. I got a set of tires for my 17th birthday/Christmas. My birthday is exactly 2 weeks before Christmas, so I had nothing to open for either, but this handwritten card from my dad saying he bought me tires. I was thinking--"Lame! I wanted a ring!" ha Anyway, I did need tires and they were very expensive, of course, but when you're a 17-year-old girl, you sort of think tires are not cool.You're with your girls and everyone is talking about their clothes and jewelry--and I say, "Yeah, I got these really safe tires." Later I sold that car and used the money for college. That was probably good and I have appreciated it since then.
I still want rings for Christmas and my birthday (smile) and cowboy boots, too, though. Cool discussion. I like reading these.
I think one of the most memorable was when i was about 7 i got a big doll called Karen and i took her to church that Christmas morning and that evening we had some visitors. A couple from the church. The lady had gone home and made a nighty for my doll and crocheted a dolls blanket.
the nighty was green the blanket white.
More recently my friend gave me an autographed bear with most of the Western Warriors signatures (this is the state cricket time i support) on it. his name is Beau and he sits proudly on top of the book case.
I can't remember any particular gift I received, but one year--when I was single and poor--my roommate and I went to the Salvation Army store and bought 15 trophies from someone's donated collection of bowling trophies. I think we got them for .50 each. Then we threw a Christmas potluck and invited all our friends. We handed out the beautifully wrapped packages. "Oh, you shouldn't have!" our friends said. "You're right. We shouldn't have," we responded. Their reactions to the trophies were hilarious.
The next day I was telling the story to a friend of mine. He liked the idea so much he went to Salvation Army and bought up the rest of the trophies and gave them to his staff.
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