I hit the sales, and I hit them hard.
Christmas shopping--DONE.
And that's as much as anyone can expect from me.
Please don't ask me about the status of my Christmas cards.
And don't ask me about the status of the pie leftovers at my house.
Because they currently reside on my thighs.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
So, Yeah.
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What are Christmas cards? We never get any good mail 'cause I never send any out. Oh well...
You have all of your Christmas shopping done?
Show off.
We don't have Christmas cards or pie leftovers either.
The pie thighs, I do have.
Isn't it great to have shopping all done? I don't think I've ever been done before Dec. 24th but this year we are completely done and it is only Dec. 1.
I was going to attempt Christmas cards but don't think they're happening this year.
I beat you my Christmas shopping is done and wrapped and in the loft.
Who knew I had it in me to be so efficient.
See now I have the entire festive season free to just eat chocolate.
Which lets face it is the real meaning of Christmas after all.
ARGH NOOOOO I just realized that we forgot to take the pictures for the Christmas cards last week.
GEEEEEZ, now Christmas is ruined.
What's residing on your thighs? The cards or the pies? Ha... Ok, bad joke... sorry...
Christmas cards?!!! People send out Christmas cards?!!!
Our pie is evenly distributed between my thighs and a gentle halo around my face.
Shopping--we've only just begun!
Pie thighs. Pie gut. It is officially the holidays because my good jeans hurt me ALL DAY LONG.
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