my husband is the only person I’ve ever sexted with, and vice versa. I left town for an internship shortly after we started dating and, being the horny kids we were, we tried all sorts of sexual proxies with sexting, of course, being among them. One night we were chatting and the conversation turned suggestive, so he…

You ain’t seen nothing yet!

Holla for the champagne cocktails! My favorite is a variation on the Elizabeth Taylor called a Stratosphere: it is Creme Yvette (a type of violet liqueur) with champagne and a twist of lemon. It is BEAUTIFUL and everything that is right and good in the world.

ADORABLE!

My cats and I applaud your card! this is mine from 2 years ago. This year, we’re doing Stonehenge and the solstice. My basic design style can be labelled “Pinterest Fail.”

One of my close friends sent Christmas cards with her pets - Bellatrix the dog, Dry Bones the cat, and Jake from State Farm the puppy.

Pretty kitties! I love Ally’s white dot.

Santa is silently pleading for a quick death.

This is the front of my Christmas cards this year....

Ahem. I knit a Christmas hat. For a cat.

I also send a picture of my cat. It’s reached the point where, when I send an email to a few people to get updated addresses, they reply and say “Oooh, am I going to get a new picture of [kitty]?” I guess I know who in my household is actually popular.

AMAZING! Also Ally looks just like a 23-toed tux I used to have named Gryphon. He was amazing and had that one white spot right there on that one cheek!

your cats are adorable, you have won xmas.

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I like you.

I drove from DC to Toronto on boxing day and I remember actual sheets of ice flying off the sides of huge-ass trucks on the highway. Terrifying.

Totally anecdotally, I feel like the seasons are shifting back in the year. Like, this is December, but it feels like October. And then it’ll be dumping snow on our asses in March and April, just in time for baseball, and won’t get really hot until August.

Dood. I’m on a flight back to Toronto from LA (yeahh wifi) and it’s 9 fucking degrees out apparently. I packed my big ass Aritzia parka and Mukluks for nothing. I don’t like it, I want a white Christmas and it just feels weird.

I’m in Ottawa and ours are usually white, but often just barely with a few inches of snow. Nothing this year so far, and I find it unnerving. Like all my holiday decorations are up but I’m really not feeling it. My partner hates winter and things this is great, though.

And the patterns all match up. When did it become okay for stores to not match patterns?