On Christmas day, my sweet, well-meaning mother-in-law kept saying how nice my sweater was. I'm not convinced that she understood my sweater was supposed to be a joke. Then she told me she has a Christmas sweater that was HER mother's that she will give me if I like it. Oh, dear. Her mother was tiny. It would never fit. So .... hmmmm .... now what do I do?
Merry Christmas!
photo by Dale
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