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" \n&amp;quot;My friends and I planned a big ski trip last Christmas, and the first day on the slopes, I sprained my ankle really badly. So while everyone else was out swooshing down the mountain, I was trapped in the lodge. I felt absolutely miserable, until a sexy ski instructor sat down in front of the fire with me. He had just finished his last lesson for the weekend, and we ended up spending the rest of my trip together ... keeping each other warm!&amp;quot; -- Joelle, 27, speech therapist  &amp;quot;My boyfriend and I broke up, and a week before Christmas, he moved all his stuff out of our place. I should have planned to go away, but I wasn&amp;#039;t thinking straight. So on Christmas Eve, I found myself sitting alone in my apartment, totally bummed out. It was freezing outside, but I decided to bundle up and go for a walk. On my way out of the building, I ran into the cute guy who lived on the first floor. It turned out that he was having a solo season too, so we decided to go for a walk together. We ended up sitting in the town park making out next to a twinkling pine tree. That was an unforgettable night.&amp;quot; -- Rhonda, 26, graduate student  &amp;quot;During the holidays last year, I found out that my best friend had been stealing money and other things from me. She totally denied it when I confronted her. I was so pissed that I kept complaining about her to my boyfriend. One night when she was out, he scaled her fire escape and entered her apartment through an open window. He retrieved all my stolen stuff in a big sack -- a la Santa Claus -- and returned it to me later that night. I was so psyched to get my stuff back, and discover how frisky my sweetie was. Luckily, &amp;quot;Santa&amp;quot; was never charged with breaking and entering.&amp;quot; -- Rosanna, 21, executive assistant  &amp;quot;In my office we have a Secret Santa game where we draw names from a hat and then get that person a gift for around 20 bucks. Call me Scrooge, but I used to find the game to be a bit of a hassle -- I mean, who needs one more thing to do during the holidays? Last year, when it came time to open presents, everyone was oohing and aahing over their cheap gag gifts. Then I opened mine and found a gorgeous pair of diamond earrings inside. The note said, &amp;#039;Your Secret Santa has liked you for a long time.&amp;#039; I looked over and saw Dave, this cute guy whom I had always liked too. He winked at me, and my Secret Santa wasn&amp;#039;t a secret anymore. A year later, we&amp;#039;re still together!&amp;quot; -- Donna, 28, associate advertising executive  &amp;quot;I came down with tonsillitis the day before Thanksgiving, so I missed out on my absolute favorite meal. While everyone was feasting on turkey and pumpkin pie, I was spooning up applesauce and tapioca pudding. My boyfriend knew how disappointed I was, so as soon as I recovered, he attempted to re-create Thanksgiving dinner for me. The meal itself was pretty terrible -- the turkey was overdone by about two hours, the potatoes were lumpy, and the gravy was toxic -- but I gave Michael&amp;#039;s sweet attempt four stars.&amp;quot; -- Samantha, 28, archaeologist  &amp;quot;I had just moved from L.A. to a boring little town in the boonies of Arkansas and accepted the fact that I&amp;#039;d be spending Christmas alone. But then my boyfriend of two years who I&amp;#039;d just broken up with showed up at my door. He had driven all the way from California in a U-Haul filled with all his things. He told me that he couldn&amp;#039;t stand being without me and planned to spend the rest of his life with me, no matter where I went. Getting back together with him was the ultimate gift.&amp;quot; -- Nina, 25, reporter "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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