Tis the season Ursula Sadiq 12/27 '17

My Christmas Adam had recovery from a daytrip to NYC, a lovely Christmas gamer dinner party, discovering a new dive bar with an old friendly bass player buying shots, Santa selfies, and lovely nightcaps with the best of friends.

My Christmas Eve had visiting of newborns, wrapping of the gifts, free yams, tearing up at Christmas carols, and the watching of Doctor Who (the Christmas Special from some years back).

My Christmas had family visits, naps, snake cuddles, firepit mashmallows, and vodka infused gummy bears.

My Boxing Day had the ex's cat giving me $50 for the local bar, midol, Cabernet, pillow forts, play date planning, and introspection.

Who knows what tomorrow might bring. Living the dream.

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12/27 '17 3 Comments
Sounds like a a lovely few days. :)

"Christmas Adam:" I've never heard that term before, but I lervez it and would like to steal it (giving credit, of course).

The midol possibly explains tearing up at Christmas carols a few days prior if we're at all alike. I was tearing up at similar things this week. Good times.
Jill "xtingu" Knapp
I stole Christmas Adam from some post on the interwebs. It's already in urban dictionary. Use away, no credit needed.

Hah, good call on the PMS induced tears. Tis likely. I enjoy that I can still tear up at the little things sometimes, as I'm typically pretty thick skinned and walled off.
Ursula Sadiq
I cry at a lot of things, but usually only the first or second time. I cry when we watch Muppet Christmas Carol every year. 'Thankful Heart' gets me every time.

Also, it must be fun to get gifts from your ex's cat. How did he (or she) sign the card?
Shelle Klein Houser