My ribbons absconded from the tree. I put them back. Multiple times. I ate more honey peanut butter.
I discovered that the left garland around the kitchen doorway is colored lights and the right is white lights. I ate more honey peanut butter. May have forgotten the spoon.
I can't make the garland outside the front door stay up. There is no more honey peanut butter and now I'm forced to actually make cookies because the danger continues and I just don't want to be a person who eats brown sugar directly from the bag.
...more brown sugar directly from the bag. My fingers are kinda sticky, yeah.
(What? Don't knock it until you try it.)
The season, it tries to fight me. I pity it. There will be joy in these parts and it will twinkle and be decked with gold ribbon or God help anything that stops me.
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