now the story of The Worst Christmas Ever begins. i won't let you in on all the gory details, but suffice it to say that these pagse tells a bit of the story, which begins with my daughter laying an egg the size of Manhattan in my lap about 2 hours before Christmas Dinner. it was a BIG egg. then an hour after that, while the Roast Beast sizzled in the ovens and 15 people were due at my front door in about 15 minutes,(dinner shortly thereafter) my brother-in-law shows up dressed as Paul Bunyan and announced that he was going out into my back yard to chop wood. Hubby features in this disaster, because HE thought that this behavior was perfectly normal and acceptable.

i don't know. is it just ME???

TFL
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ArtPlay Palette Sophistica http://www.oscraps.com/shop/product.php?productid=28884