#trpstarters

Allie is convinced that she’s begun showing already but Poppa and I aren’t buying her claims. Kurt is on her side but I haven’t been able to figure out whether he’s just being polite or not. Either way, I think it’s finally sunk in her mind that she’s having another baby and she’s getting a little crazy about it.

In case you’ve been anxiously awaiting the news, the #Ballie wedding now has an official date. For anyone who would like to take place in the festivities or who would just like to see Kurt and I become official siblings, please mark your calendars for February 20th.  

To those of you who were invited to my New Year’s Eve party, first of all, you’re welcome. To anyone who missed the memo or simply weren’t invited... Well, you have an entire year to get or stay in my good graces to score an invite for next year.

Happy New Year, everyone. Crazy that it’s already 2016. It feels like just yesterday it was 2015. I’m pretty sure that it’s jokes like that, that made me spend New Years alone.

Every year, I always look forward to New Years Eve and every year, it ends up being one of the worst days of the year. I went into work today to find the annual burn witches graffiti, as well as a broken window. I thought maybe we had actually made it an entire year without having to deal with this but here we are. 

Much like the rest of the year, this morning has been such a blur. It’s officially official though! Next year, Kurt and I will be the brother and sister that we’ve always pretended to be. Poppa proposed to Allie after all of the other presents were opened and Allie, of course, said yes. 

Alright, let’s get this shit over with. Questions, comments, death wishes? Leave ‘em after the tone.

So who’s gonna go see The Force Awakens with me this weekend? C’mon don’t be shy. Let’s see those raised hands.