Then he said, "kiss me".

I completely acknowledge that it is entirely unfair to all my readers if I do not explain my title.

But, sometimes life's unfair. ;p



I'm not exactly sure how, but over the years we have seemed to develop a tradition of going to my brother-in-law's grandma's house on Christmas morning. She pulls out her special china and makes creeps, orange juice, and cocoa for us all.

God bless the elderly.

The bring such joy to the world.

Here's the start to my henna portfolio ahahahah...

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I should mention my brother did this one... I like to think my work is a tinch better than that.