Christmas: Black and White
gives away our childhood to my five
year old cousin. This includes beloved
classics "Corduroy" and "No Roses for Harry".
Garrett and I cry and wonder if she'll sing
Frere Jacques to he as well. Gone is the
childhood. This will be a recurring theme
of the holiday. Bah humbug..
we're black and that's fried chicken.
There's koolaid in the fridge
I wish I were kidding.
Is that Ryan Atwood (from The O.C.)? Why yes, I think that it is. Are those some hot fuzzy slippers? Why yes I think they are. Is that HB sitting on her ass at 5:30 PM? But of course. Because that my friends, is what VA.CA.TION. is all about.
G and Peg picked it out all by themselves. I was so proud.
You can't tell here, but all of the people ornaments are black; all except one that is. The little white baby in the cradle is from my first Christmas. Yeah...
G lovingly gives me the finger. That's the spirit. Look at that smile.
The little shit got a 3.7 last semester.
So that there is Christmas in a nutshell. Food and my family and also a lovely Christmas gift that I cannot speak of. But let me tell you, it's the gift that'll keep on giving.
I really enjoy being elusive. It's fun.