Day before Good Friday, and my Christmas tree lights just blew out, so I put the Christmas tree in the closet and bought a replacement.
There’s something about little sparkling white lights that makes me happy. Maybe it’s because I’m a warm weather person and have spent so few winters in the north. So, for me, little white lights makes me think of snowflakes, or something like that. Anyway, I really did just take my christmas tree down.
Bitch Rag 