Love Christmas – hate to decorate!
The other night Richie and I got into this great conversation about Christmas’ past. He had me rolling with laughter telling story after story. It was the kind of laughter that makes your cheeks sore and your back hurt. He’s great at making fun of me. It’s the sweetest thing EVER!
He reminded me of our first Christmas together when we didn’t have a pot to piss in. NO MONEY for a christmas tree. Are you kidding… we had to eat. My dad wanted me to have a tree so he bought me a gift certificate to go pick one ….
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