As an incentive to make a first post, I have decided to share with you all a story of the posting person.
I failed to do this with James because his incentive was making me giddy.
For Matthew I know the story and it goes like this: The Meyer family Christmas has been controlled by a King or a Queen (or in the case of Dom and I an amicable Ptolemy XIII and Cleopatra) who decides the manner of gift exchange for almost a decade now. Two years ago, Matthew drew my name in the year controlled by her Majesty Mary Anne. Our gift exchange was a letter a month for a year.
Poor Matthew, that year I moved twice. Matthew wrote every month like clockwork. He missed on month and sent two letters. I tried to write to Wes with diligence but not like our Matt. He had PETA and Vegetarian stickers on some and some were several pages long. When Christmas came, I was shocked to hear that some people had gotten very few letters while I got Matthew.
Finally, Matthew also took me out to dinner with Nicki, Molly, and Dominick as the present part of the exchange. He was, no offense James, one of the best dates ever. A good conversationalist and liberal with the wine.
There is a story that involves some of the earlier mentioned culprits in a nefarious scheme involving a negligee, a false gift card and an embarrassed model named Emilie but that is another story all together.
Thanks for the post Matt. Keep em coming.
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