Christmas Eve
I went over to my dad's house for Christmas Eve. My brother had picked my grandmother up as well. I didn't get much stuff, but all my stuff is coming through the mail. I did get a few things to unwrap.
We had ham. I was never very fond of ham. Or really any pork product, for that matter, except pork roast, and even then it must be practically swimming in gravy. I don't like pork chops, I don't like bacon, I don't like ham. "Dad, all those things come from the same animal!" "Yeah, right, Lisa. A wonderful, magical animal!"
We had ham. I was never very fond of ham. Or really any pork product, for that matter, except pork roast, and even then it must be practically swimming in gravy. I don't like pork chops, I don't like bacon, I don't like ham. "Dad, all those things come from the same animal!" "Yeah, right, Lisa. A wonderful, magical animal!"