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With Christmas just around the corner, I thought I'd dedicate this week to humorous Christmas stories from my past. So without further ado...
I was one of the many many children who grew up when the cabbage patch craze was in full gear. No one wanted anything from Santa unless it was that much coveted doll, but unfortunately, as some of you might remember, they were IMPOSSIBLE to find. I'd watch footage on the morning news of hundreds of moms mobbing stores, in a full frenzy, just ecstatic that they had their hands on what everyone in America wanted. But these stores would secretly get the dolls in and it was just a matter of luck if your mom would be one of the moms to get tipped off.
We had tried several for months to get a doll, but nothing ever panned out. I actually thought I might never get the doll. But then, the winds changed and my lucky day arrived. My mom got a tip about a store that was going to release about 200 cabbage patch kids on a certain morning at a certain time. So she got off work, called my school to say I would be late, and off we went. I might as well have been high with the perma-smile I had going.
We finally got there and as we walked in I could hardly breath. Finally. Finally! I would have my very own Cabbage Patch Kid. My mom spoke to someone who then lead us to a somewhat hidden part of the store and then...before my very eyes, 200 dolls appeared. But there was just one little problem...They were all black. Every. Last. One of them...I couldn't speak. I couldn't move. I had no idea how to handle the situation. The idea of nor getting the doll was horrible enough, but I sure as heck didn't want one of these. I knew exactly what I wanted my doll to look like and this was not it. I looked over at my mom and luckily didn't have to say a thing. She immediately apologized to the man saying I had my heart set on a blond, thanked him profusely, and off we went to the car. Day ruined.
Two months later I finally did get my very own cabbage patch, a little blond girl named Gabbie Elora. And now the whole thing is very funny to me. But at the time, it was just the worst day of my life.

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I always figured you for an Aryan seperatist... ;)
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