Remember how I was all, IMMA POST EVERY SINGLE DAY EVER!?
I forgot that it’s really tough to keep that kind of promise when you’re days away from leaving the country (maybe. I’m looking at you, Heathrow!) and it’s a close countdown to Christmas and there’s a MILLION THINGS HAPPENING.
Things:
1) Ainjel is here and her CD sounds awesome
2) My tooth hurts. Endodontic flare up or something.
3) I bought snow boots and thermals.
4) I had Christmas tamales. There’s nothing, nothing like Christmas tamales.
5) The Saints lost. I … I … I don’t even know.
Sidenote: I really, really hate Everybody Loves Raymond.
I have never had a Christmas tamale. I fear I haven’t really lived.
Oh man, you need to. YOU NEED TO. (And none of this healthy “we put raisins and spinach in ours” crap, either. Masa and pork, baby!)