Aparently our parting gift from Thanksgiving is a lovely stomach virus.
Delightful.
We won $2 in the lottery.
Christmas is taken care of.
Tim is in the processes of hooking up our new TV so the router's unplugged. I sent him out to Best Buy this morning at the crack of ten o'clock to procure us a bohemth television, and the man who hates shopping with a white hot passion did it.
I love my husband.
That Thanksgiving Eve, Halloween and Super Bowl Sunday are the biggest nights of the year for pizza places?
We contributed to the problem this year, and added margaritas.
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