Ms. Blogger Goes to Washington
So Fitzmas came and Fitzmas went. Not only that, Fitz is both a trick and a treat depending upon your perspective!
However, my passionate friends left of center, as I am not a Southern Catholic boy, I do not feel compelled to follow the ancient tradition of twelfth night. Therefore, let it be heard far and wide that I intend to toss my Fitzmas tree out on the curb today.
Or, in the case of some of you Crushies for Fitzie, you can put your walmart specials back in the drawer only your grand jury knows about!
To be sure, I love fun and games. For me, Fitzmas Eve was about the anticipation, the snark, and the entertainment value of a floundering President and his Party. Fitzmas itself was deadly serious and humbling as both an American and a human being. While my diary has opened with playtime, it is about to get immensely serious. Let’s get significant!
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