God Bless Us Every One

So my roommate Sharon is moving out at the end of the week to live with her rockin' manfriend in Vermont. She decided it would be a good idea if I wrote a little post about her every day until she goes. In fact, she called it a '7-day devotional.' I don't think Sharon realizes that blogging takes the weekend off. Each of the next five days will explore something loveable that Sharon has done or said. Then she'll be gone.

Day 1:
Today at 7am, I went into the pantry to get some sugar for my coffee. When I came out, I said in my best Tiny Tim voice, "It smells like Christmas morning!" Sharon promptly responded in her best prison inmate growl, "There ain't no Christmas, biatch!"