Cool Girl’s guide to holiday tEXting

It’s probably a good, healthy step this long after a breakup to not wish each other Merry Christmas, not out of anger or spite, but because you’re busy living your lives.

I mean, unless you’re me, and will sit here stewing about it at the end of the day but not saying it first because you sent the last text yesterday, and you have too much pride to say it first because remember you said “Happy Thanksgiving” first?

Ahem. Not that that’s happening… Because that would be lunacy.

My wine and I are going to bed.

Merry Muddling!

Merry Christmas, you guys. May your liquor, ham, and patience be plentiful.

And remember, even if Jesus is the boss of you, this day isn’t. So if you’re just muddling through one way or another, high-five, ’cause we’re muddling together. Let’s make today our bitch. (“That’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.”)

Have fun and be safe. I love y’all.

Kisses,
Smug