CONFESSIONS OF A FACEBOOK FAILURE: Year 2

Day 15: We have had a week!

We ALWAYS have a week.

So we decided to push the reset button and play hookie from our revolving door of “have-tos,” and adventured over to Candy Cane Lane to oooo and awww over the magical world of competitive “Christmas Spirit,” and released our littles to make lawn angels on stranger’s whitewashed felt covered lawns.

Aside from an occasional reminder that they were not, in fact, Santa’s reindeer, and to please stand up and get out of the gutter, our invited chaos, packaged in the grace of “Ohhhh…they’re just being kids at Christmas” and camouflaged by crowded streets of fellow weeknight rebels, seemed too good to be true.  And then…

Monster 1: “Look! Giant candy canes!”

Monster 2: “Yeah, but they’re not even real.”

Monster 1: “Yes they are!”

Monster 2: “No. I KNOW they’re not real because I licked them.They’re NOT real…

…and they taste gross.”

But in the spirit of my long dead Grateful 365 Project, I have decided to switch my shame to celebration, in an attempt to laugh and learn and embrace the ugly.

Grateful 365: Hitting the reset button…and crowds to camouflage the chaos.

A year ago, I decided to switch out my selfies for shame, in an attempt to change the face of this fiction. So in the spirit of giving, I am gifting y’all once again with a daily dose of self-esteem, in knowing that no matter how bad it gets, mine is probably way worse. I hope you enjoy diving into my daily, dirty little secrets this December.

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Help me avoid the morning-after-writer’s-remorse that wells from the paranoia of my signature self-shaming, by giving me your virtual nod and smile, and I will promise to divulge deeper despairs in days to come.