I never made it to my mani-pedi for my Holiday Red fingers and toes.
One string of lights right smack in the center of my Christmas Tree died on Christmas Eve.
My Red Velvet Cake was as dry as a bone.
I never had a chance to vacuum the carpet before everyone came for the gift exchange.
I woke up this morning, fell to my knees beside my bed and said “Happy Birthday Jesus, thank you for being born in messed up me”
Merry Christmas friends!