Do you see that? I’m wearing red lipstick.  It took me awhile to have enough guts to wear it.  Last year, I had worn red lipstick for Christmas.  Normal, right? No. Not normal. My brother proceeded to ask me if I “had made out with a box of crayons.”  I have been scarred since.  But not anymore, I tell ya. I forced myself to wear red lipstick the other week so that I could get used to the color on me, and voila! I love it now.  I spent my Christmas this year in Virginia with family, corny jokes that were repeated too often, my father’s deep foreboding laugh, and good food. And by good food, I mean really good food. I hope everyone had a happy holiday!