yeah, I think just going dark w/o talking about it ahead of time is the way to go.
and trust me, I turn into martha-f-ing-stewart in the fall, and around the holidays. my house is cozy/warm/nicely decorated, the whole nine yards. I love to cook/bake when the weather gets cool. and I will continue all of that, even without him in my life. and I hope some part of him twinges a bit when he comes by for the kids.
I do know he can't resist my cookies....jerk ate half a batch (yes, half an entire batch) when he was here the other day. didn't even leave one behind. next time I'm hiding them. or maybe I won't....I'll bet ow doesn't make cookies like mine. lol. see, dear, if you leave me, you won't get my cookies anymore
(why is that starting to sound dirty? just me? oh well).
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