I was invited to celebrate Christmas Eve with old friends in my old neighborhood. For years, well, forever, I’ve been guilty of getting into a relationship, putting all of my energy into that, and neglecting the friends that really love me.
I didn’t make it to Christmas Eve at Jodi’s last year.
At 2:18, Jodi messaged me:
Last year Juliann and Vanessa wore their mother’s fur coats to our cocktail hour. They are going to make a tradition out of it. Juliann is so excited. I only have a faux fur scarf, but if you have something like that, please wear it.
Being a vegetarian that tries to avoid animal products like leather or fur, I messaged back:
I will go full on Keeley in faux fur.
After getting dressed, I stood in front of Kenneth’s umbrella stand, the only full length mirror in my home.
Tucked up in the corner is the post-it note I made with his message to me: Calm down and get back in your groove.
Standing there, I thought, BOSS. ASS. BITCH.
A few months ago, two students painted a box pink and filled it with biscuits – just like on Ted Lasso. They wanted to have “biscuits with the boss” and considered me, “the boss.” What a compliment.
Moving into 2022, find your BOSS. ASS. BITCH. I recommend starting with faux fur.