Shopping Cart Confessions

Without regard to our physical and emotional safety, T and I braved the grocery store today to get our last-minute celebrational foodstuffs. We were surrounded by shoppers who don't normally roam the aisles of our neighborhood joint, and lines were unruly and long.  Eventually successful at securing our weekend morsels, we are now snug at home and eagerly awaiting the coming feasts and fests.

God Jul, Merry Christmas, and all that jazz.