Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice…

why, santa, why?

…I’m a moron.

There’s obviously a story as to how we got to this place (again). As usual, I’m going to need a little time to compose myself. If you’re new around these parts or just want to relive a good old fashioned Christmas nightmare, you can do so here, here and here. 

If you’re looking for me, I’ll be the girl crying on the floor, covered in pine needles.

~L