Bell’s favorite Christmas memory was the time she got the entire house to herself for five days. Her mother was supposed to come back from her business trip in time for Christmas Eve, but a change of plans occurred and Bell instead got to spend her first long weekend alone.
Incidentally, her worst Christmas memory is the day afterward when she spent the whole day throwing up and feeling sick from all the candy and junk food she ate, but she still thinks it was worth it.
I’m guessing the mouseover text is missing the word “feet.”
But anyhoo, the first time my parents left me alone they brought back a newspaper from a town called intercourse.
Shut up-a you face.
It’s not Christmas until people are happy about not having to see family.