Christmas Eve Memories with Alicia Michaels
When I was a kid, the most fun part of Christmas was the anticipation. Watching as my parents piled presents under the tree (they didn’t do Santa) and guessing what was inside, wishing for snow (living in Texas, that was SOOOO not going to happen), and counting the days until THE DAY. At the time, I didn’t realize it, but Christmas Eve became just as fun because of my family’s traditions. We did the same thing every year, and as a mother, I unconsciously found myself doing the same things with my little ones.
In a Southern family, there’s always way too much fattening food being served on holidays, which means tons of time spent in the kitchen. My mom would cut down on her Christmas day work and prep and bake as much as she could on Christmas Eve. One of my favorite memories is the smell of veggies being chopped, cakes being baked, and of course those little taste tests
she’d let us sneak from time to time. Dinner on Christmas Eve night was always something quick and easy—because Mom needed her kitchen clear to get ready for the next day. If we were lucky it was pizza (because we were kids and pizza was everything). After pizza we were allowed to open one gift. Of course, Mom got to pick which one we opened, which was always a convenient offering of new pajama bottoms and slippers. Once everyone was wearing said pajama bottoms and slippers, there came the inevitable Christmas Movie marathon complete with popcorn and peanut M&Ms. All the classics got pulled out of the vault (How the Grinch Stole Christmas, Miracle on 35th Street, Rudolph), and of course my dad—who’s really just a big kid himself—knew every word of every song in every
As a teenager, of course I was obligated not to appreciate those times. As an adult I can’t help but look back on them in fondness. I can hardly remember any of the material things I got over the years, but those other traditions stayed with me. And now I get to pass them on to my kiddos (only I spend my Christmas Eve night baking cookies!) so they can make memories of their own.
About Alicia Michaels:
The Bionics Series by Alicia Michaels
Nuclear war and the wasteful nature of humans have all but destroyed the United States. A new government regime rules the day with strict laws, rationed food, and careful control. When those injured in the nuclear blasts that rocked many of the nations largest cities are offered another chance by the Restoration Project, how could they refuse?
Little do they know that the robotic additions to their body will paint targets on their backs once the government decides that they are dangerous. At the forefront of the resistance is a girl with a bionic eye, Blythe Sol, who wants nothing more than to be a normal girl. Blythe has yet to realize that normal will never exist again for her, or anyone else.
The Revolution has begun…
All I ever wanted was to be a normal girl. I had dreams of joining the ranks of the Military Police and making my family proud. But the nuclear war that laid waste to our country destroyed any hope I had of being normal ever again. They took everything away from me, including my humanity. I am now half-human, half-machine, part of the never-ending freak show that is the Restoration Project.
They hate what they created and they fear us for being powerful.
And so they hunt us, destroying our lives so that they can bury what they built. What they don’t know is this: there is a Resistance out there and The Bionics aren’t going down without a fight.