November. Yep, it's here and that means it's almost Christmas. I love Christmas. Not because I get showered with gifts by my mom but because I get to spend time with my family. I love waking up on Christmas morning and watching my little brother rip through his gifts. And his reaction to what Santa brings is always great, every year.
Ninety. It's freakin hot out. What's up with that? I actually wanted to ditch work and go to the beach today. I got to give the shorts and tank top one last hu-rah!
Nitwit. What boys mean to me.
1 comment:
don't worry about the call.
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