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Don't you remember?
Ruby, I would have definitely remembered because I am the queen of remembering disasters. Remember? I'm also the queen of disasters, btw. And the princess. And the baroness. See you there. And the countess! And the viscountess. The empress!

In case I do indeed end up drinking my bottle of wine all by myself (well, with a little help from Mums) and falling asleep before I finish re-reading The Evil Twin for the nine hundredth time, or watching The Family Stone til I cry again:

Merry Christmas! Happy Hanukkah! and whatever else floats your boat. I hope your day is/was good and that if it was a day of gift possibilities for you, that you got one that you liked. Bonus points are awarded if you got one you love.

Upon my return, we will discuss the phenomenon of "why don't you like me", the first Christmas that wasn't an immediate present assault (it's 2:40PM and still no presents!), the first Christmas without Dad, and possibly even pictures.

Until then, may I suggest celebrating with the timeless tale of murder, attempted identity theft of the most permanent persuasion, and Lila freakin' Fowler?

Or, y'know, you could re-read my holiday ode to Lila here. (Shhh, I'll reply to your lovely comment soon, luxken27. I've just been lazy... and using said comment to inflate my ego. Which Lila would approve of, I think.)