The Good News.
Dear “My Christmas Expectations,” You ruin things. Sincerely, Me P.S. I don’t care for you. P.P.S. Seriously. I don’t. ~ Christmas at my parents' home. Before. (Scenes like this are made possible by people who have many, many children.) I stood in front of the dolls at Target for a good half an hour and then spent another few hours looking online. I even made [...]