10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.
TOTAL: $116.87
TOTAL: $116.87
$9.99
10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.
| Weight | 0.5 oz | 
|---|---|
| Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in | 
| Color | Red | 
| Characteristic | Cream | 
 
            
	    Ice-skating with family and friends on that frozen pond a couple miles from your house.
Walking into the club with your girls, there’s a silent agreement among you that on the way to the bar you’re all going to slay. You can’t simply walk in a color this fierce. You have to strut.
Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
The faint sound of carolers in the distances as you and a loved take an evening stroll through the park.
“All done!” you used to shout to Grandpa, proud that you’d poured all the eggnog without a spill. He’d look down at you with a smile and remind you, “Don’t forget the Nutmeg.”
 
                
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