We all have super powers, albeit some are decidedly less cool than others.
During the most wonderful time of the year LAST year, I was bruised, bloody, crying, and/or pride-less in the great toothless tragedy of 2014.
This year's holiday leaves me jobless, lifeless, hungry, lonely, and sad-mad.
Okay, fine, I'm not always hungry.
Who am I kidding? Yes I am.
This is me, returning to the droll life of home cooked sausages, fresh french toast, and organic syrup. I only look upset because I ATE TOO MUCH GOOD FOOD, BUT THERE'S STILL ONE SAUSAGE LEFT.