BEER PONG, ANYONE?

My Mom and Toby say…

Now we know how Santa got that belly that shakes like bowl of jello.  Not potatotes, but dysfunctional ping pong balls, right?

5 TOBYS because “Tis the season”.

So this weekend is the Almon family Christmas party. If Baby Landon is a guest, I will be recruited as the hand sanitizer “Nazi” before touching (Not politically incorrect, remember the “SOUP NAZI)?

Sharing: So Tanner’s dad has been home alone since Thanksgiving while I am in Virginia Beach. I will return tomorrow, and will probably find 12 Papa John’s boxes, 11 Domino’s boxes, 10 empty Budweisers, 9 stale Utz potato chips, 8 pounds of mail, 7 Subway bags, 6 Arby’s wrappers, 5 7-Eleven coffee cups, 4 unmatched socks, 3 notices from Fed-Ex to pick up pkgs, 2 unopened bills due a week ago, and 1 pair of underwear left in the drawer. (To the tune of the Partridge in a Pear Tree, yeah, yeah, yeah) And Tanner knows I’m not kidding.

Add to blog: And if I find 9 ladies dancing, I’ll KILL HIM!!!

And I’d like to add…

Actually, Vicki would like to add… “That’s pretty much the same thing I walk into every time I come home from work, except Tanner’s the only once dancing”.