It's Christmas Eve. Nothing has really happened today besides the world. Millions of text messages. Nothing good. I went to my aunts. We gave gifts out. My grandpa probably had gotten the best. Our family owns alot of really old cars/hotrods. So at the last car show of the summer, Uncle Briz/big time car guy, kept calling us Gordie[my grandpa] and the goofballs. We pretty much adopted that name from everyone. So, this christmas we gave my grandpa his own hotrod group. Like the Slo Pokes. That is really cool, if you are actually into cars and know what I'm talking about. The only way you can join is if: you are family, are invited by letter, or want to join but we have to approve you and you have to a hotrod. We're gunna make this thing a big deal. Like the Slo Pokes. I love my family. My grandpoppie was so happy and excited. We all have shirts that say "Gordie & The Goofballs" on the back of it. I love them. It's pretty much time for me to go to sleep.
Things I've Gotten so Far:
pajama's [yearly tradition]
framed picture from John Butler Trio concert
socks
scarves
Frank Sinatra book [really cool]
book bag
fifty dollars
starbucks gift cards [of course, my whole family only works there]
smiley face tank top, underwear and boxers
fifty dollar gift card to the mall
I'm pretty sure that's it.
Goodnight. I love everyone. And please sleep well.
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