Twas the Night Before Christmas Eve

I went with my folks to Hibbing today. My dad had a va appointment and me and my mom wandered around the dilapidated mall. I talked her into getting me a new sweater. We also had to get a new washer because the old one broke this morning. It was thirteen years old anyway. My mom helped me cut out and frame the fairy pics (ok she really did all the work while I just printed the poems and suffered from a tummy ache). I convinced my dad that we have to go and see the Sherlock Holmes movie on Christmas. He found a preview online and I think he's really looking forward to it. He read all the Sherlock Holmes stories by the time he was sixteen. Twice. It makes me want to read them again myself. We have a nice leather bound collectors edition. In the meantime I have to go to bed. I have to help my dad cook tomorrow starting at six. AM.



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