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And sometimes you knock over your own Christmas tree

I call it my three-movie tree. This year, it took Love Actually, Labyrinth, and Little Women to get the sucker properly decorated. …

Behold: Nine feet of fabulous Halloween glory. Now you might be saying to yourself, “Wow that Shawna has really gone off the …

This morning I asked my Facebook friends to guess how many feature length films it would take me to decorate my 9-foot …

Out of respect for people like my mom and Mr. T–folks who love Thanksgiving (mom) and/or want one holiday at a time …

For once, an ultimatum worked. I told T: “If the tree doesn’t come down today, I’m going to leave it up all …

So the thing where I swore the Christmas tree would be down before Easter? Lies. Granted, I’ve been a little busy doing …

It was a preemptive strike, my dressing the still-up Christmas tree in paper hearts of various sizes and shades. You leave the …

You can formally blame Mr. T for the astounding number of close-ups you’re about to see. Mr. Man got me the macro …

Mr. T shouted out from the shower, “Your hairs are clogging the drain again!” As I applied mascara, I replied, “Congratulations!” Bewildered, …

As I dressed for Zumba this morning, it occurred to me: It’s Wednesday. And I’m HOME. And I didn’t get up at …