So having spent all last night making delicious pasta sauce and listening to the Bad Santa, Gremlins, Elf loop my friends had playing in their bedroom last night, I can say now with no uncertainty…
That Christmas is upon us.
Now contrary to what you may have interpreted in the middle of November, I don’t actually hate Christmas. I just fucking hate Christmas before December. You don’t start celebrating Halloween in August…
It’s rained for the last two days. Ten years ago, that would have been two days of White Christmas preparations. But no, just wet and rainy.
Since I’m probably going to spend the next two days like more or less everyone else, busy dealing with Christmastime social shit. So I figured just in case I would go ahead and give you guys a little slice of Christmas now.
Because obviously I love you guys so much.
So far it’s been a lot of sausage balls and peanut butter balls, a trip to Bristol Motor Speedway to see the lights, and a couple of chances to meet up with friends I haven’t seen in years.
Not a bad Christmas at all so far.