Tuesday, December 9, 2008

So help me God, if you don't want a Greeting F***ing Card

I came home yesterday morning from an absolutely wonderful time in Annapolis -- photographic evidence to come -- to find the house bedecked in paper snowflakes and a large wooden pole that advertised, "Welcome to the North Pole." The magic of leaving Cassie Powers to her own ways over a 3-day period. (With help from Sarah McCann, whose snowflakes assumed a rather general cruciform nature; Christian much?)

As you can see, our holiday planning is afoot. The party is on Dec. 19, and if you're in the Arlington area over that weekend, please stop by. I promise that there will be plenty of fresh face surprises that we haven't seen in some time: fresh imports from familiar Williamsburg, distant Richmond and the farthest reaches of this region. There will be mulled wine and holiday rum, among other things, namely foods and aforementioned people.

And I will continue writing this until I track every one of you cretinous imbeciles down individually:

DO YOU WANT A GREETING CARD? PLEASE SUPPLY ADDRESS.

Goddamn it!

Merry Christmas!

1 comment:

Cait. said...

YES PLEASE YOU HAVE MY ADDRESS K THX