The kids can have the costumes. You and your friends are too busy working towards sugar-induced commas on the couch for a scary movie night.
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Arriving to warm hugs from all the relatives you haven’t seen in awhile at the family get together.
You and your girls coming up with a CIA level plan to get you and your crush under the mistletoe before the end of the night. You'll want to look your best for this rendezvous.
Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
It’s polite to ask but we all know, as my friend, you have no choice. Participation is mandatory.
10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.