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I have a love/hate relationship with Christmas parties. On one hand, I love them because there always fun and get you in the festive spirit. On the other hand, I always get so nervous over my Dirty/Secret Santa gifts and over whatever food I bring. It seems silly, I know because it does to me too, but they make me equally excited and nervous. 

So, basically I hope whoever gets my present likes it and whoever eats my peanut clusters likes them. Also I pray no one has a nut allergy -- because yes, I have been worried about that all day.

catch you later,

Karleigh

“Christmas doesn't come from a store, maybe Christmas perhaps means a little bit more....” // Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas!