32 new emails, and none of them are from anyone that i know. sad day.

yesterday, i gave away my baby. that's right. maggie got a new home with a couple from iowa. i am still sad....

do do do doooooooo! a new post. aren't you all so excited. i thought a lot about this post this weekend. since the holidays are upon us, i decided to post some memories. if we were in the dark crystal, this would be called dream fasting.

--i got strep throat on thanksgiving in elementary school sometime. i remember everyone is being a family in the kitchen, cooking, eating, having a good time, and i am stuck in bed watching some faggy movie with some pilgrim mouse.

okay, that thanksgiving story sucked. what else do you do on thanksgiving besides stuff your face? so...i am going to jump the gun and post about christmas memories. no. scratch that. bad christmas gifts.

--at my old job, we had a secret santa something or other. you made a list of all your "favorites" and each week was a different favorite. so....when i said that my favorite nut was an almond, i got two bags of cheap peanuts. i think that was the only thing that sort of resembled my favorites. i also got some potted plant that looked only fitting to go on the back of your toilet. and then there was the picture album...with a stork and new baby written everywhere. geez. that was the suckiest secret santa month ever!

--back in the day, cabbage patch kids were seriously cool. and hard to get. being that there were three girls in the family...and my parents were broke, a third c.p.k. was a ridiculous idea. so...an imposter was bought and given to the youngest child. me. it had a nose like michael jackson and its arms were like ralphie's in the christmas story...they wouldn't go down. i noted this right off the back. i am pretty sure that i said something like..."this is fake you &*#$R%R#(&$*^!" looking back, i am sad that i was such a jerk, and feel that it is imperative that i never have children.

--dating a boy. here comes christmas. i buy him a $30.00 gift...bounce the check...end up paying $120.00 for the gift. but that isn't that bad part. being the fisher that he is, he makes me a fly. that's right. i got a fly for christmas, in a frame. the title of the fly...deceiver...and it says that. sidenote: i did love this when i got it...i thought is was cute. BUT looking back...i think...yikes........

welp, that's all i've got right now. please, feel free to add if you have any bad gifts, or great memories.

until next time...