Well hey there, sugar pies!
I’m just poppin’ in to wish every single one of you a Happy New Year! I hope your black-eyed peas are soaking, your collards are seasoned just right, and your night is full of more sparkles than a fresh coat of glitter on a parade float.
Now, listen, if things seem a little quiet on the other side of the porch, don’t you worry. You might not be hearin’ from Dale for a little bit. Bless his heart, he and the Christmas tree got into a bit of a quarrel this afternoon while he was trying to get the star down. I ain’t saying who won, but let’s just say the tree is still standing and Dale’s currently buried under six yards of tinsel and a very stubborn string of multi-colored lights.
He’s fine, just a little tangled up in his own pride (and some 20-gauge floral wire).
Please stay safe out there tonight, y’all! Don't do anything I wouldn't do—and if you do, name it after me! Let’s make this coming year the brightest one yet.
Happy 2026, beauties! 🥂✨
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