I love Christmas. Love, love, love. I love Christmas so much, in order to make sure the family got together in a way that was meaningful and significant, I took it upon myself to host the party. [The perfectionist’s motto is “If you want something done right, you’ve got to do it yourself,” and I […]
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Christmas is coming! (Yes, it’s only September, but keep reading.) My dad is one of ten kids. I counted once, and I have over 60 first cousins. That’s a lot of people. While Grandma was alive, we celebrated Christmas at her house, with Grandpa and all the family. ALL. The family.
Imagine you were walking down the street, looking for a mini-mart to purchase a soda. (Or, if you’re me, a bigass cup of coffee.) In the doorway of the first store you pass, there is an angry, hateful, pissy looking man propped against the door frame, a grungy apron around his neck and pulled tight across […]