It seriously is THE SHIT. And while I like a good cup of cocoa, I usually stop at one, enough for me. FOUR. And it was potent, even sitting in a crockpot. I only came home cause 120 cookies, and last time I didn't cut myself off at Tara's, it was baaaad. Really bad. I was still hungover 12 hours later.
The weirdest thing just happened.
I love love love Polgara. That's something only she can accomplish.
The ita !, Santa and Polgara picture engendered the closest to a holiday spirit I've had this year.
Also, awesome? I was there totally in my post-pool, post-cleaning glory: no makeup, hair pinned back haphazardly, stripey socks and inside shoes, jeans and tshirt. Some folks were seriously dressed up, society barhopping style. I pretty much was the slob of the bunch. And I didn't care, and neither did they. Ended the night totally bonding with probably the most blinged out woman there. I'm happy I can get to that point of fuckit and it doesn't hamper my closet extrovert.
I love how everyone assumes it was Polgara's idea.
Hmmph.
Perhaps it's because Polgara has a deep and abiding love for xmas! Documented, even. And she had to miss holiday parties due to teh sick so it would make sense that she would make up for it with that.
So fun!
Okay, fine, it was her idea. But that's not the point.
I am not cool enough for this. I kinda wish I was. But what do you wear with it?
Now I'm going to spend the rest of the night going through that site.
What Kat said. And it is so something she'd do! If it was indeed your idea, whoa, stepping out of the box. I might need to shift my brain.
I am not cool enough for this.
I think I can rock that. I think.
I sometimes rock a Sweetie π necklace.