It’s the week before Christmas AKA my mom’s Super Bowl and I’m still losing at this whole magic thing.
When I started writing eons ago I had little kids who still believed in Santa (and that damn Elf) and I lost Santa presents and I had shitty decorations and I was exhausted trying to make it magical.
Now, 11 years later, I have two teenagers (one is an adult now) and you’d think my days of magic-making would be over. But you’d be wrong.
Shopping for presents has been difficult this year. Adolpha gave me
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