Thanks for the Memories

Thank you to all who attended our Christmas party. We love seeing our friends on Christmas night. Thanks to all who provided food and/or drink (KimKim, Bennetts, Shermalis, and more). Thanks to Lizzy and Jeff, who arrived most punctually and helped us scramble to clean the place of wrapping debris and dust. Others helped too–thank you.

Thanks for making our home the final stop in your holiday festivities. Thank you for the gifts and the warm wishes and for the excellent company. We are so blessed to have friends like you.

4 Responses to “Thanks for the Memories”

  • tshuma
    December 27, 2005 at 11:07 am

    I’m sorry we were unable to make this year’s celebration, but I look forward to next year, as always. That gathering is quite probably my favorite part of this holiday.


  • dakini_grl
    December 27, 2005 at 11:26 am

    Me too me too! Except I was there. Thank you for letting us invade. It really is my favorite thing to do on Christmas! And in a way, I don’t know how you do it… I say go for Boxing Day next year. Thank you! So good to see you.


  • samayam
    December 27, 2005 at 12:08 pm

    Thanks, as always I had an excellent time.


  • kittiliscious
    December 27, 2005 at 6:37 pm

    Thank you so much for having me! It was great to see everybody and get out of the house for a while.


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