Friday, December 23, 2005

Poor Frosty.

I am sitting here at church finishing my delightful meal of pizza, chips and cookies. I just gnawed off frosty's head and am now going for the arms. There is just something about Christmas cookies. I love them. It almost seems as though the Christmas air makes them taste better.

Tonight we are getting together at my parent's house. It is such a long drive I just don't know if I can make it without falling asleep at the wheel. There will be eating and present giving. Rachel will be with us this year. I am glad she will be in our family. John needs someone like her to keep him "somewhat" straight. (LOL j/k)

With that said I must retire from this toilsome task of writing sentence fragments and run on's. I hope you all have a good after noon.

Time for Frosty to loose his fat belly....Cya!

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