Every year my sister Lisa and I play pranks on each other with our gifts. It started with her giving me a used bible and rosary beads as a joke. Last year I thought mine was the best when I made her go on a huge scavenger hunt for her gift in front of the whole family only to lead her back to underneath the very seat she was sitting in to begin with. This year was the best. She got me good. Hopefully I’ll get some pictures of me opening the gifts, but here is what was given to me before my real presents from her. I was laughing so hard while opening these I was crying. Well played, madame. Well played indeed.
Tuna Helper (i hate tuna)
I’m a winner ribbon
Jesus loves me Precious moments cross
Santa flashlight thing
Addition flash cards
My Little Pony stickers
Cell Phone Purse
Dog jewelry box
Of course, I did get real presents from her. She gave me three books that I wanted :) Good job Lisa. You got me good. On Christmas Eve the cousins played Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture DVD and it was boys vs girls. Guys won with the winning question being “Which Wiggle always falls asleep?” My 2 year old nephew came through for the win and told us Jeff. A 2 year old won the game for us! Amazing!
Merry Christmas everyone. I hope yours was as good as mine. I know somewhere out there I have a friend who will think this prank was hilarious and I hope her Christmas was great. The frog hotpads were a hit at my house. :P
For my regular readers, all 2 of you, ignore this post as it’s not really directed towards you. :)
I do understand, and I wish things could still be different. I would love to continue to hear about things that are happening out of the blue like that. It was nice to have a response. I will continue to talk, I just hope you continue to listen and talk back. Someday, I hope it will be okay to talk like we used to, but I’m not getting my hopes up. I know it will never happen, but part of me has to hope. By the way, it’s 4022 and not 1022.
If you weren’t sure someone was listening, would you still talk? If you weren’t sure they’d ever hear your words again, would that matter? How long would you go on talking to them without knowing they were hearing what you were saying? If this person means a lot to you, I think you’d keep talking until you could talk no more. That’s exactly what I’m going to do. I’m not sure if you’re out there or if you’ll ever read this, but there is a sliver of hope in the back of my mind that says you will, someday, hear these words and perhaps talk back.
“Somewhere there’s someone who dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worth while, so when you are lonely, remember this is true: Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you.”
Yeah yeah, thanks to a certain someone I have to participate in this little meme.
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1. Zelda: Ocarina in Time was the first video game I ever had the patience to sit through and beat.
2. I would love to live on the east coast (probably north-east coast).
3. Every time the Cubs lose my life-span increases by 1 hour. I figure at this rate, I’ll never die.
4. I want to write a book on the formulation of a Hip Hop industry.
5. I hate Christmas music.