So it's the most wonderful time of
the year. And my beloved is hanging Christmas lights out on the *ahem* roof. I
wish I could say that I am not concerned in the least, but ya, well...you
know.
With the holidays upon us I must say I that I no
longer care for Thanksgiving. It used to be my favorite holiday but now all I
see is excess everywhere with it. So much food. So many calories. So much fat.
Just feed everyone a stick (or two!) of butter and call it done.
The fudge though, damn the fudge was good....
It
was just me & my girlfriends Olivia Pope and Carrie Mathison that
night...and boy did we have fun. The routine and ritual of fudge making is
so...fucking relaxing. It just is. And the air just swirls of chocolate and
peppermint and oh gosh so wonderfully, orgasmically good.
So now we are heading into Christmas and I am behind on the blog for five
everyday thing. But well...ya know.
I am here. Still kicking. Though
I have injured my middle finger on my left hand which is causing a great
disruption in work. I am writing on through the PAIN! OW! MF'er! OW! She
cries!
It started Sunday after Thanksgiving and while I
want to believe it's getting better....I just don't know. By Christmas I may
just be flipping everyone off. It hurts like a bitch to bend it...or hit the 3wedsa21
keys....ya....bad.
OK loves I am out!
Love & Light to you all!
Throw out the Thanksgiving
Tuesday!
If you haven't already!
k
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