My pals over at Tribal Blogs are holding their first Blog Carnival today and the subject is the worst Christmas present ever. Remember Ralphie in the movie A Christmas Story ? His, as my readers point out, Aunt Clara sent him a bunny costume. Yeah, it sure sucked to be him. Hey sometimes Christmas doesn't work out for some of us. Look at my grandsons last Christmas. Things went from this... ...to this... Heh, heh. That's one picture my daughter doesn't want to share too widely. So keep quiet about it, okay? When I was a kid, Christmas was such a special time. The snow outside, the tree, the lights, the food, visiting relatives and neighbours. And of course the presents. My own kids loved Christmas too and would pore through the Sears Wish Book Catalogue as soon as it arrived in the mail, dog-earing pages upon pages of pictures of gifts they wanted for Christmas. And they were pretty lucky. They usually got most of what they asked for. Today the grandkids are lucki
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/runs away screaming
I do like feet in black high heels, though. Maybe a black pencil skirt, white blouse, pencil tucked into the tight bun at the back of her head...
Oh, sorry. I sort of drifted there. Hazard of being an erotic fiction writer, I suppose.
And you're right, Ziva, my left foot only has four toes. I had five originally, but my college sweetheart got a little rambunctious one night and bit one off.