I Was Borne From Original Sin

So it’s not entirely my fault that I sinned to the point of praying to the porcelain yawp god last night.

My first experience with cosmopolitans, you see. There I was, minding my own business, enjoying my light beer, when suddenly, Lilith, disguised as a perfectly nice woman named Wendy, seduced me with a glittering pink concoction so tasty, I lost my freaking mind and drank ninety-five of them. Oh, to remember the dark glee in Lilith's eye as I slid into the abyss...

But Christmas duties must go on, and I shall now prepare forty tons of cookie dough despite the sleigh bells ringing in my head and Edmund the Hyperactive and Kind of Stupid Elf bouncing around in my gut.

I may pass away today, so I’d better express my holiday wishes while I'm still here…

May you all have a beautiful holiday weekend filled with laughter, good food, and lots and lots of love.

Hugs and junk,

Ms. Lori