Where have I been? Getting divorced and thus ripping through TV shows on Netflix (<3 u, Veronica Mars) while imagining myself getting so fat eating chocolate pudding cups that I wouldn't be able to get out of bed and the foils would stick to my naked body. So, covered in existential pudding foils. As it were. I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. Did you miss me??
Are you planning a Winter Solstice journey to your ancestral home (and/or your parents' condo in Florida and/or your main squeeze's parents' house), and you are trembling at the thought of how you might handle the horrible, horrible things that people will say to you in the guise of being your Loved Ones who Care About You? I am here to help.