So the presents are open, the food has been eaten, and the dish done.
But I am left.. with Christmas Sparkle..
Not the kind that leaves you with the warm fuzzy but literary sparkles.

From the worst worst wrapping paper every .. it looked pretty when I bought it.
The sparkles are on the floor, stuck to our feet, our faces.. everywhere
including the dogs poop.. it looks like a unicorn pooped in our house.. (new puppy and all)
so
The Christmas Lives on… Sparkle