Hi. <insert hand waving>
I’m on the verge of shedding a tear. Not because I’m sad. Not because I’m mad…because I’ve been sucked into the emo-heavy vortex of Adele 25. There should be a warning. With that said, I can’t stop listening and pretending like I have something to cry about. Second to peeing, crying is probably the greatest feeling ever…JUST LET IT FLOW, people…LET. IT. FLOW.
Water Under The Bridge is my current favorite. Everyone needs to get that shit. EVERYONE.
So, a few things have transpired since we last chilled, namely…
I PUT OUR CHRISTMAS TREE IS UUUPPPPPPP.
…No really….write it down.
HB is thrilled. He was especially taken when I started to play “It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas” …on Saturday morning…amplified.
Oh yeah. I am the real deal. He loved that part.
In case you didn’t know, #christmasvibes run strong in the Constantiner household. We don’t fuck around.
Now, here’s a piece of brilliant to chew on before Thanksgiving…
I’m out. I love you. Muah xx