little *blog*GAME*SHOW* for X-mas Eve

three doors.

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door
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[whoops! I forgot the delete the door knob. tee hee.]
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awesome.
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next?
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door
number
2?
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okay, so two *binos* down.
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what could be
behind
door
number
1?
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oh boy.
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three chubs:
small heads,
large bottoms.
Mr. Frosty // Mr. Fats // little Miss Sweets

staring out,

watching us leave.

merryChristmasEve, loves.

these two (in the middle & right) have been

the greatest gifts of the year.

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I'm thinking about last year's ChristmasEve,

and the sentiments I had.

Although this year's Christmas hasn't been as calming and serene and enjoyable as last year's,

I hold on to last year's post with the hope that the *dream scene* I wrote about will come true.

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tonight the *boyf* and I go to his family's annual ChristmasEve party in Brooklyn,

for the fifth time since we've been together.

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lobstah.

lechon.

secret santas.

midnight gift exchange.

filipinos galore.

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the only thing missing will be these craze-o's:

i kinda hope we see some snowflakes tonight, too.

...but not the *sticking* kind.

'kay. have a blessed one.