It’s Christmas Eve and it’s got me feeling some kind of way. I’ve never really been big on the holiday, even as a kid, it always stressed me out. I hated having to open presents in front of everyone. I don’t know why but it stressed me out. I remember asking one year if I
We did it ya’ll!! We survived Christmas! It was a struggle to be sure. Christmas Eve sucked. I bartended for the night, kind of. We didn’t have a to-go person on for the night so I was getting the calls and customers. Turns out, for the night, 100% of the people that came to the
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except for a giant goat creature that will DEVOUR YOU AND YOUR FAMILY! Wait. What? Ok. So it’s Christmas Eve and everyone is getting ready for the big day. Last minute shopping. Traveling. Cooking. All of it is happening. The
Somewhere With Regret 