Well the fat git has been to visit and brought along a very unwanted guest in tow.
So we are officially not on speaking terms, me and old Santa. Well I have to blame someone, if just for my own sanity.
I hope you slip off a roof and break your neck, you prick.
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Aw poo. I was hoping and wishing you'd have a merry day. Dang.
I have been there. I think I would have spit on a reindeer if the opportunity presented.
Thanks Momo Fali, you and me both.
Hi Deb, thanks for the comment, I was going to ask if you had managed to be sucessful but I see from your blog that you were!
Damn. I'm sorry to hear that. I was really really really hoping for some better news.
You know how I feel about it. It sucks.
Peanut butter obviously isn't working, ET might need to move onto the big guns...HONEY!
I am sorry to hear this....I'm sending a nasty email to Santa now and will begin to spread evil rumors about him all year long!
No matter what we say - he will return = at least its only once every 365 days - except next year - its 366 days - wooohooo
happy new year everyone
les - just4families.com
@Hilary, @Veronica, & @Melinda - Thanks, not meant to be I guess.
It really really sucked for a couple of days after that but we're coming around again.
@les, thanks for dropping by, and a Happy New Year to you also.
well, i hope your new years is better!
Not honey, eggwhites and yellow booties!
So sorry you didn't get your Christmas wish.
Hugs.
Booties ready and waiting for delivery (promise i won't wrap them in Christmas paper).
I checked the older posts because I had to know. '08 to procreate! New moto.
@Suchsimplepleasures, @tifff, @Joe
thanks guys, yep, boo!
Twen-ty-oh-eight-to-Procreate... sounds good, now where are my cheerleaders
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