Last year at Christmas I wore a plaid limber jacket, borrowed a friend’s golden retriever, and sold Christmas trees. Still single 🤷♂️
Last year at Christmas I wore a plaid limber jacket, borrowed a friend’s golden retriever, and sold Christmas trees. Still single 🤷♂️
What more could you do?
It is of vital importance to have a pre-teen child whom you’ve raised as a single parent using the proceeds from your family’s Christmas tree farm.
So the gifts I delivered to the orphanage on Christmas Eve wasn’t enough?
“… Santa…?”
And they must be either preternaturally kind or extremely precocious.
And weirdly aware of the emotional state of adults around them: “He doesn’t ever say it, but my dad has been so very lonely since mama died…”
That too lolol