Thursday, December 1, 2011

Open letter to December.

Dear December,

Listen. Can we start over? For your benefit, really. I feel like you might be thinking that with all the bells and whistles you have planned for later that you could just kind of sneak in and build up gradual like. This is not true-- first impressions matter. And frankly when you start off with:

- Wasting the morning on stressful errands
- An hour trying to make tissue paper flowers that end up looking totally busted
- General crankiness and the desire to gobacktobed

it kinda just makes you look like an asshole.

So I guess what I'm saying is, if you wanted to ply me with wine and cookies that might be a good move.

Yours 'til Santa claws,


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