I'm spending this Sunday afternoon watching the Grey Cup, and hauling out all my Christmas decorations. I haven't had my decorations for the last two years, so it's pretty nice looking at all the old decorations and remembering the stories behind them. Some of them are definitely looking a little worse for wear, like the little drummer boy I made in kindergarten out of a toilet paper roll, or the baby Jesus ornament made out of clay from grade 5 that I dropped and unfortunately broke. Makes me think of Taladega Nights and praying to little 8lb baby Jesus since he's better than grown-up Jesus. So, yeah...
I broke baby Jesus. Merry Christmas!
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