I’ve been invited to three parties so far this holiday season. I’ve just found I can’t attend two of them because of family commitments. I don’t know about the third, because it’s date hasn’t been set yet.
Stupid me for not keeping a calendar.
Stupid family for it’s penchant for getting pregnant nine months before the holiday season.
Stupid holidays for making all the opportunities to get together with friends cluster into a couple of tightly-packed weeks.
Happy frigging Hannukah.
Stupid me for not keeping a calendar.
Didn’t I tell you that calenders are pointless?
Stupid family for it’s penchant for getting pregnant nine months before the holiday season.
Holidays babies, they’re great gifts.
Well if by the third you meant us and Jay’s party we were tihnking about making it the 15th or the 22nd. How’s that for oyu.
Both impossible. The 15th is Lily’s birthday, and the 22nd is Stacey’s.
See what I mean?