The last week leading up to Christmas was a blur. The day Kelsey and I got home from our well earned mini-break, I headed straight to the mall, my fantastic, though slightly disgruntled boyfriend in tow. The days were murky with panicked shoppers and pouring rain making everything confusing and wet. The evenings were lovely. One was spent at a ruckus party with friends, and the next night was a quiet gathering at my place where we put together stockings for underprivileged children. Booze and charitable activities, my two favorite holiday traditions.
From there, a sprint to Christmas. Wrapping presents, seeing family, making toys. Lovely.
Some of the ruckus party in which I look much more big pimpin' then I should.
Karaoke...
Kelsey and I by the tree.
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