I have been baking like crazy, trying to get ready for the annual staff Christmas party, hosted by Steve and I this year. I like entertaining, but maybe going out is more my speed for staff parties. I am pooped, so everyone else will enjoy it and I will just collapse after it's all over. And I feel cramped in this house compared to one we left, next year would have been easier with the family room done in the basement. Oh well, where's the Christmas spirit anyway. Somewhere in one of the boxes we haven't unpacked yet probably!!!
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I'm just hoping for whoopie pies!
yeah, and once you get the basement done, we can have sex down there without anyone hearing. ha,ha,ha,ha.
Oh, gack! :-P
WHAT???!!! Where did that comment come from? Yeah, but while you're down there you will hear us having sex above you! HAHA.
sweet. we better stop or we're going to gross ann out.
Hope you go back and read this comment...THE BASEMENT MAY NEVER GET FINISHED!!!!!!!!!!! SO THERE!!
we can still have sex down there.
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