I really struggle with the holly-jollyness of Christmas some years – there’s no sense in pretending otherwise. Yes, I have a lovely home and a great husband and son and good family and friends, and I am very, very thankful for them, but there’s a lot of bullshit to put up with at this time of year, too. So I’m…
Imperfectly Adequate
Because sometimes doing things half-assed is better than doing them with no ass at all