So, not to one-up Trotter, but I thought I'd put our tale of Christmas 2008 out there; our magical "first Christmas as husband and wife." It all started on a stormy day in Portland. We weren't there, but our plane was. It ended with a missed connection in Phoenix and a taxi to a hotel bar. Yes Christmas eve in a deserted hotel bar.
We made it to Indy the next day.
In Between Days
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It's been four days of shoveling, and now we are expecting the next round of
heavy snow. Here are some pictures of the house and (temporarily) cleared ...
4 weeks ago
1 comments:
always got to one up me. it's all about you, isn't it, michael? i still say my story's more pathetic and depressing though. what clinches it? you were with your lady on christmas eve. gypsy's tight and all but...
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