first post ever. christmas is coming and i've been excited, preparing for weeks in my head for a cookie decorating party and open house. imagining all the friends, yuletide cheer and whatnot, and last night michael told me he had a shoot and wouldn't be there. i burst into tears and from that moment on i've been melancholy.
seems silly. i'm still going to have the cookie party. i did the evite and invited fifty people plus kids and sig others. i signed the evite "ali & lucia". no michael! i didn't realize the passive aggressive aspect of that until i'd already sent it out. it'll be a rager, a cookie rager for sure.
i wonder what i'll be writing here? interested to find out.
seems silly. i'm still going to have the cookie party. i did the evite and invited fifty people plus kids and sig others. i signed the evite "ali & lucia". no michael! i didn't realize the passive aggressive aspect of that until i'd already sent it out. it'll be a rager, a cookie rager for sure.
i wonder what i'll be writing here? interested to find out.
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