Impatient hipsters parked us in and then glared at us until Skinny Santa helped us navigate our way out. And then:
Happy Holidays, ladies and gentlemen.
#Griswolding
Monthly Archives: November 2013
Chihuahua Friday
If I owned a chihuahua, I would post a picture of it every Friday. I don’t own a chihuahua. But my dad does.
Lola enjoys naps, cuddling, naps and cheese. I enjoy Lola’s tiny noggin.
An acrostic poem about Thanksgiving dinner
An acrostic poem is one where the first word of every line spells something. Like this:
11/28/13
this is just to say: i stuffed a lot of butter
underneath that turkey’s skin, and I’m
really hoping it’s a delicious dish. the
kids will probably just eat mac ‘n’ cheese.
even though that turkey’s the butteriest.
you know that’s right.
And that, friends, is the last poem I’ll be writing for the foreseeable future.