Welcome to the Criffs of Insanity! She's crass, she's loud, she's obnoxious....but she's got a neat & tidy linen closet. These are the rantings of Keebler Jen...careful...watch out for hot lava.
who am i? i'm a mom (got 5), a girlfriend (got 1), an ex-wife (got 1), a sister (got 2), a hell of a friend (got a few) & a should-have-been southern belle (will have a plantation one day...). i'm what you would call compulsive about my linen closet & i have an unnatural attachment to my cat fred.
remember christmastime? remember what it was like to believe in santa? remember how you felt christmas morning? running out to see what had been left for you??
remember that complete feeling of contentment? knowing that everyone you loved was right there with you; and in that moment, everything was perfect. there was no fighting (well, no real fighting....over who got what does not constitute as real fighting on christmas...), no bad blood, no grudges, no ill will.
just peace. content. quiet. reflective. utopian.
you know what i'm talking about.
i know that what i'm doing here is somewhat cheesy....with the holiday songs and what not....but you know what? some people need to believe again.
need to believe that there is some good out there. that not everything is going wrong for them today. that there is a silver lining, pot of gold, light at the end of the tunnel. that there IS a santa claus.
i believe in HIM. and he believes in YOU.
if you're reading this because you need to believe....i'm with you. i believe in you.
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