OMG! This is really one of our best holiday letters ever! (What, I'm devoting a whole blog to The Scallion and you still think I'm humble?)
First of all, this is the first truly collaborative effort with Vic. His fingerprints are all over this, and we had the best time writing it.
I'm not going to say anything more about it—the letter speaks for itself, and I still have laundry to do.
But (surely you didn't think I could truly end a blog post after three paragraphs) I will say one thing: Not a lot of people put the word "poop" in their holiday letters. We are truly one of a kind. Or two of a kind? Peas in a pod? But not peas, because who likes peas? (And you pea lovers out there—I don't want to hear your defense of peas.) I'm sure you can come up with the reason we put "poop" in our holiday letter.
OK, one more thing (I swear, this is the last): There really was a toilet on the front porch of one of the townhomes we lived in. And that's why we decided to move.
2003 Holiday Letter
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