This was before Working Man and I had found a common theme.
He let me pick the ornament without any input from himself.
You know how that first part of the relationship goes. It's still a little awkward and you still don't quite have all your inside jokes yet. So that's where this ornament comes from, that place where everything is still new.
This one comes from 2009, and it comes from the place where we had the chance to get inside jokes and had the chance to find a lot of common ground in western themes.
This is the one Working Man had to fix for our tree. The presents weren't hanging right or something like that, I can't even remember now.
For humor's sake, he should have buttcrack showing. That's MIL J's writing on his back.
That's my writing on the pooped-out presents.
FFR
