12.28Rocks My Socks
Remember when you were a kid and getting socks for Christmas was the worst thing ever?
I must be getting old.
Because I love it.
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did you blog this telepathically while we were watching no country for old men?
December 28th, 2009 at 12:24 am
True story; every year for Christmas my mom gets me at least one pair of argyles in my stocking. This year there were none in there, and I was quite sad but I didn’t want to say anything. Then that night out of nowhere she said to me “you know, I don’t think I remembered to put the socks in your stocking. I brought them with me, they must be in my suitcase!” And all was right with the world again.
December 28th, 2009 at 12:28 am
I would be lying if I said it wouldn’t make me greatly disappointed to not receive a pair of fuzzy socks in my stocking at my mom’s house each year. I totally understand. And besides, those are some pretty cool lookin’ socks you got there!
January 5th, 2010 at 6:56 pm