last night i went to a grown-up christmas party.
i managed to spill my cranberry drink on the gorgeous pottery barn rug and in my shoe. i took my shoe off, and made for the kitchen for paper towels. i almost slipped on the hardwood floor because my feet were still wet. i am physically incapable of being a grown up.
at least, though, the bells of christmas will always ring for me.
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