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The Barn Philosopher
The Barn Philosopher
144 episodes
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135 - Christmas Through Our Wives’ Eyes: Popcorn, Cousins, and Creepy Santas
The Barn Philosopher
15 minutes
1 month ago
135 - Christmas Through Our Wives’ Eyes: Popcorn, Cousins, and Creepy Santas
Shelby, Rita, Ridge, and Joan squeeze around the mics for a straight-to-the-heart Christmas episode. No debates, no rants, just four adults trading their favorite childhood memories: the smell of real pine, stringing popcorn garland until your fingers bled, waking up to some random uncle dressed as a very suspicious Santa, and those massive family gatherings where every couch was full, both parents and grandparents were still alive, laughing in the kitchen. We talk about the magic that only existed when we were small, how Christmas morning felt like the whole world paused, and why even the grown-up version can’t quite touch the majesty of those old days. It’s warm, nostalgic, a little bittersweet, and 100 % barn-style. Perfect for playing while you decorate the tree or hide from your in-laws. Rate 5 stars, subscribe, share with whoever needs to remember the good years. On Apple, Spotify, YouTube, Podbean. New episodes Wednesdays & Sundays—notifications on, because some memories deserve to be unwrapped again.
The Barn Philosopher