Happy Holidays From Invisible Inks

I know, I know: It isn’t Friday at noon. (December has been an utter disaster—sort of like 2024—and my scheduling prowess went with it)

I still wanted to pop in here and wish everyone their happy holiday of choice. Or to say that I see and recognize the struggle you’re going through if the Festivus isn’t your thing.

While I’m not looking forward to 2025 and what it has lying in wait, I hope you have at least one thing to hold close as we flip the calendar over…or hang the new one on the wall. Whatever.

I also want to thank everyone who opens these humble emails each time and clicks the tiny heart button. You guys mean the world to me.

Happy Holidays, Crabbies.