Saturday, December 22, 2007

The answer is an obvious one.

So today my kids called and asked if I'm hosting Christmas this year. I had everyone over for Thanksgiving and after 10 pounds of chocolate, a gallon of wine, and lots of steamy novels, I finally recovered from that fiasco.

So I said as bluntly as I could to my kids, "Hell no! Merry Christmas!" *click

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