Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Dear Santa...



Things were crazy insane just before Christmas and between finishing all my knitting projects, finishing the Christmas shopping and rushing to the hospital because of a kidney infection going to buy groceries fell by the wayside. I figured we'd be stuffing our faces with Christmas meals everywhere else but home and have a fridge full of yummy leftovers from all the relatives soon enough. If Rutty hadn't picked up some milk at the gas station on the way home from Langley on Christmas Eve poor Santa would've been eating dry Cookie Crisp.

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