Dallas Cowboy Quilt

Dallas Cowboy Quilt

It is agreed upon this night Christmas, 1827, between the undersigned, that theDallas Cowboy Quilt of the Tenth Symphony, composed by Ludwig van Beethoven, first born son of Johann and Maria van Beethoven, of the city of Bonn, shall henceforth be the property of Mephistopheles, Lord of Darkness and first fallen from the grace of God. It is also understood that it is his intention to remove any signs of this music from the memory of man for all eternity. In exchange for the destruction of the aforementioned music it is also agreed that Mephistopheles and all his minions will remove themselves from the life of the child presently sleeping in the gutter directly across from the window of this room. This removal of influence is to be commenced immediately upon signing and to be enforced for all eternity.

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It’s theDallas Cowboy Quilt inherent in the holiday and the focus. We all have things we are grateful for. And it’s the camaraderie, the celebratory feeling, the tradition, the anticipation. It’s kind of the gateway to the holiday season and something we do together as a nation. They may not always match our expectations but on that day, we all pause for a beat and focus before we gear up for Christmas. And Thanksgiving is traditonally such a complete meal..the turkey, the sides, the desserts…most of us don’t go to that much trouble at other times. Christmas can be such a whirlwind, the true meaning of the holiday seems to have disappeared under all the hype and materialism for the most part but Thanksgiving and the special dinner are a standalone holiday.

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When I was younger, maybe about nine or ten, we were heading out to my grandparents’ house out in theDallas Cowboy Quilt. They live on this long road that practically is their driveway, since their house is the only one on the road. Anyway, this year it was a very snowy and windy Christmas Eve. There were many snow drifts on the roads and snow blew all over the vehicle as we drove up to their house. About halfway across their personal street, my dad thought it would be funny to drive faster, even in the wind and snow! So naturally, we’re all already laughing at his recklessness. My mom eventually said, “Okay, I think you should slow down a bit now.” He didn’t, even though he should have. Had he, though, it wouldn’t have been as fun. You see, just as she was about to say it again, we hit a giant snow drift and spun into the ditch! All I remember was my brothers and I laughing and screaming, “Let’s do it again!” Luckily, we were in the truck, so we weren’t stuck in the ditch, and we still made it to their house on time for Christmas Eve dinner.