The Post-Holiday Blog
It’s January 4th, and that means one thing: I survived another holiday season filled with weird food from other people.
It’s January 4th, and that means one thing: I survived another holiday season filled with weird food from other people.
This is The Christmas Story, as told by Adam.
Well, it’s that time of year again: Christmas.
Brown sugar.
Note: The names of people have been changed purely for my amusement,
Once again, it seems that I have ended up in Starbucks on a Saturday afternoon. Actually, I’m in the same seat from the last 4-ish visits. Have I mentioned that