The present I ended up with, was a 3 foot tall, skinny, glass vase. I had no way to get it home, even if I'd wanted to. I didn't want to. Instead, I decided we should put beer in it. This seemed totally appropriate at the time.
I started us off.
Then Rob got into the game.
(Sorry for the blur. All technology hates me and I am incapable of buying a decent piece of anything but shit.)
Finally, my mother-in-law, Sheila, proved once again, how freakin' rockin' cool she is.
You didn't know it at the time, but this was your elementary school counselor. Or could've been, if you were lucky.
I love Christmas with the In-Laws
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3 comments:
Wow. Your holiday was much cooler than mine.
Sheila is awesome! She's everyones favorite GILF
Now, that's what I call being resourceful. Hold on to that pic of Sheila - there might be a chance to use it as blackmail at a later date.
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