My mom and I came home from my Aunt's house on Christmas Eve to find my brother and sister-in-law in our basement. They came from North Carolina. They told us they wouldn't be coming out to visit us this Christmas, and I was pretty upset about that. The instant that my brother grabbed me when I got down the stairs, I was filled with fright and happiness. In that moment, my Christmas was improved 10 fold. Thank you for coming.
A couple of hours ago, we dropped them off at the airport. I was just thinking about how it would be quite a while until I would see them again, probably at least about 6 months. Soon after, my mom called and told me there was a chance they'd be coming back for a couple of days because of flight delays. Well, indeed they just BARELY walked in the door. About 45 seconds after I started this paragraph. I don't think they're too happy about it, but I sure am.
As far as gifts go, I got lots of children's toys, a few guitar accessories (such as a cable, brass slide, and some picks) and head phones.
| This little guy was in my stocking, and I was overjoyed. |
I've discovered a new website called THE DOGHOUSE DIARIES. You should definitely go check it out. I've had quite a few good laughs from it. Some of the comics in it are so painfully true.
Here is a sample.
I hope the rest of your break is great.
All My Love,
Addy
This is getting kind of old. I think I'm done and we can come to the conclusion that Addy does not read this blog.


2 comments:
Like I mentioned in my previous comment, I noticed you were using my sign-off.
I read this blog, off course. And I just let it go until you stopped. Though now I feel bad cause you think I don't read your blog.
I found hilarity your usage of "All my love, Addy."
You're a champ.
Kisses and stuff,
Addy
Dear Addy,
Don't feel bad. It was all just a joke and I had a small suspicion that you know about it. But, I won't say I knew, because I didn't.
Thank you.
Good day madame.
Ben.
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