Okay. That holiday's over.
Hellooooooo, Christmas!
Totally made my Jewish mother-in-law help me decorate today. I know I have sent her straight to Jewish hell or wherever. I don't even know if Jewish people have hell. Do they? Nice knowledge of my husband's religion.
Obviously, as you can see from the hot mess in front of said tree, I am not done decorating. We put in a good two or three hours but then my mother-in-law wanted to shop. Plus there was that whole going-to-hell thing.
Marvin's grading papers in his new Christmassy dining room. I like how he has his collar up like it's 1982. Did you layer an Izod under that shirt, Jake Ryan?
Anyway, my mother-in-law wanted to go to Ulta, which yeah. Okay. I can stand to go to Ulta. Then she wondered if I might want this bag.
Okay, hi. It's PINK and it's SPARKLY. Yes. I think I'd be okay with this bag.
Then she showed me what was inside the bag.
Hi. I'm physically aroused. LOOK AT ALL THE MAKEUP! You all need to go to Ulta and get all this makeup. Maybe every day next week I will put a bunch of it on and do a new look for my blog. Won't that be exciting? Slutty June. Nude-colors June. Smokey-eyed June. Smokey Bear June. Grizzly Adams June. I won't Nair.
Anyway, all I want to do is sit around and put on makeup, but all the relatives are coming back over in 19 minutes. We're eating leftovers. I know, right? I know how to entertain.
Did you shop today? Did you abstain? Are you trying to shop locally this year? I am. I am trying to support Greensboro, is what I'm trying to do. And I will do so painted up like a two-bit floozie.
