Christmas is over. WHEW. Now my actual paycheck can be spent on me, which is the way I like it to be spent! Christmas was great, spent time with the in-laws and the cash clan. Every time I see my niece Cate, she gets cuter and cuter. I love the age she is right now, such a big personality.
The weekend before Christmas, boo and I decided to go on a trip. It was 2 o'clock in the morning and he woke me up and said lets go somewhere, that we did. I told him we would go to St. Louis. We called Amanda and Derek and they were not quite up to the trip so it was just us too, me and boo! We drove and drove. We saw the "St. Louis to the left" sign and the "Chicago to the right" sign. I looked at Clay and said "you want to go to Chicago, and he said sure." And there we went, Chicago bound. We were stupid; it was another 3 hours away. There is nothing like neg 30 BELOW wind-chill factor, a Wal-Mart fluffy jacket and a flat tire in a parking garage in downtown Chicago. I looked like the kid on "The Christmas Story" in all the clothes trying to clear myself from the cold.
Me: I can't move my arms!
Clay: move your arms when you get to school!
Needless to say we had a great time, I've never laughed so hard at Clay. He was like a fish out of water. I am a small town girl (I don't wear shoes anytime possible) but I can hide it a little better than Clay. He didn't exactly fit into the city! His monster sweatshirt with a fox jacket and camouflage gloves with a Dotiki hoodie; he looked like a country bumpkin.
He would walk out and he thought since we were at a crosswalk he had the right away. It doesn't work that way in Chicago. I think more horns were honk at clay then in the Macy parade. And Clay would get mad and start yelling (your in the heat and we are walking in the COLD) ha-ha, never again.
We are getting rid of Kasey. It's a touchy subject but a really good family asked to have her and she is going to live in Florida in Jan. sad day! Peace out Kasey, I love you.
I hope everyone spiked their eggnog and got to know Santa a little better! Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas is in the past and Happy New Year is to come!
Until next time Peace, Love and a little Beyonce to lift your spirits!
The weekend before Christmas, boo and I decided to go on a trip. It was 2 o'clock in the morning and he woke me up and said lets go somewhere, that we did. I told him we would go to St. Louis. We called Amanda and Derek and they were not quite up to the trip so it was just us too, me and boo! We drove and drove. We saw the "St. Louis to the left" sign and the "Chicago to the right" sign. I looked at Clay and said "you want to go to Chicago, and he said sure." And there we went, Chicago bound. We were stupid; it was another 3 hours away. There is nothing like neg 30 BELOW wind-chill factor, a Wal-Mart fluffy jacket and a flat tire in a parking garage in downtown Chicago. I looked like the kid on "The Christmas Story" in all the clothes trying to clear myself from the cold.
Me: I can't move my arms!
Clay: move your arms when you get to school!
Needless to say we had a great time, I've never laughed so hard at Clay. He was like a fish out of water. I am a small town girl (I don't wear shoes anytime possible) but I can hide it a little better than Clay. He didn't exactly fit into the city! His monster sweatshirt with a fox jacket and camouflage gloves with a Dotiki hoodie; he looked like a country bumpkin.
He would walk out and he thought since we were at a crosswalk he had the right away. It doesn't work that way in Chicago. I think more horns were honk at clay then in the Macy parade. And Clay would get mad and start yelling (your in the heat and we are walking in the COLD) ha-ha, never again.
We are getting rid of Kasey. It's a touchy subject but a really good family asked to have her and she is going to live in Florida in Jan. sad day! Peace out Kasey, I love you.
I hope everyone spiked their eggnog and got to know Santa a little better! Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas is in the past and Happy New Year is to come!
Until next time Peace, Love and a little Beyonce to lift your spirits!
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