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Vallegirl has never actually lived in a valley, has a lot of time on her hands and likes to yell at kids about how things were in her day. Currently in LA, she's also spent a lot of time in the great states of New York and Florida so she's not crazy, it's just a cultural thing.
  • Ashash

    I learned two things from Charlie Brown Christmas specials. Christmas is a sad holiday and kids are assholes.

  • Aunt Dorsey

    I can’t decide which is the winnah — Blue Balls Tree or Red Glowing Brothel Tree, but they both REALLY put me in the Christmas spirit, where’s the eggnog and the Old Door Knob —

  • That recap was awesome. So funny and so spot on….Memories

  • Classy drunk

    Thank Ronnie! Merry Christmas!

  • nancy mcdonald

    Ours was a fake shiny all white tree decorated exclusively with red lights and ornaments, with a few empty spots because the bratty siamese cat would swat several of the lower hanging teardrop numbers to the floor to maximize the chance that someone would cut their foot on shards of the thin metalglass. The red glow emanating from the tree was better suited for a brothel on the outskirts of Reno.

  • ChaCha

    Aluminum trees…can’t forget ours when I was a kid. Ours was the only tree on the block with BLUE BALLS. Merry Christmas!

  • Aunt Dorsey

    Oh bugger, I need a nap — *wearing*

  • Aunt Dorsey

    That was lovely. At 3:00 a.m. I still had pies baking and Charlie Brown’s Christmas was a delightful respite while I put up my aching dogs.

    I remember those hideous white aluminum Christmas trees, usually lit up by a revolving spotlight of un-Christmasy colors, pink being a popular one. I’m sure “Wigs ‘n’ Cigs” Zolciak has one in her mansion somewhere.

    A few hours more and this Birkenstock-wearning meemaw has to load up the chuck wagon and head out. Merry Christmas!