We planned, we plotted, we drew names and shopped. We baked, made phone calls, bundled up, and met for a testosterone-free night of Christmasing with each other. Dinner was full of the usual crazy conversation, outbursts of laughter and updating...
Then we moved to my place for sugar, presents, Christmas music, singing and dancing, a photography session (these are the non-embarrassing ones), and classic f-male bonding.
Love these girls.
good times, good times! wish we had a recording of us dancing...hahaha..oh man.
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