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How was your Christmas?

Mine was fabulous thanks.

Dahlings

How are you? I'm fine thanks.

So this Christmas consisted of food, great company and a portable swimming pool (I wish I had taken pics of the pool).






We ate and ate and ate. Then chilled in the pool. The challenge with the pool is that it was two thirds my height and there was one two-step step ladder. The word "challenge" is even an understatement. I needed the ladder and J (the only guy in the picture) to help me get out.
The swimming costume I wore - which I hadn't fitted in a looooong time - was SUPER sexy. My boobs were more out of the costume than in (I feel like the level of sexy on the costume makes it need a name. Shall we call it Svetlana?). I felt like I should be getting paid to look like that. I am waaay too conservative for such.
BUT...
The food was delicious, the weather was glorious and the company was just what the soul needed. We laughed and reminisced. We played games in the pool, pretended like we were on a tv show, pretended to be slay queens and made inappropriate jokes. I got home at around 10pm and slept like I was anesthetized.

The following day we went back for more. We ate and ate and ate, then went into the pool again (this time J was not around and we had to improvise while my friends were laughing their tales off). Then we had a chemical peel which made me feel fancy for days!
Then...at 03:30 am while I was sleeping dreaming about rainbows and sunsets I was woken up by the worst stomach cramp. Needless to say...I had food poisoning. I thought it was the eggnog (I don't drink and also the raw egg), it turns out the following morning we were all sick. I'll spare you the classy details. I'm only now recovering.

I also got such great gifts. I love all things to do with pampering and skin. And that's exactly what I got.


All in all, though I missed being home, I realised that family is not always blood and those that love you are also a piece of home.

Now, I'm focused on 2019. It's three days away.

Also, this heat is ungodly. I get that this is the city of gold and to get gold you need very high temperatures but this is excessive.

Till then,
xo
Stellah

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