We’re closing in on Christmas, you guys. And with Christmas coming on a Sunday, that means most of us get not only the weekend off, but the Friday and Monday surrounding the weekend off as well. One of the best cures for a case of the Scaries that were fueled by getting too drunk at your office holiday party? A short week.
And well, if you don’t have a short week, I feel sorry for you. You’re about to be sitting at your desk with a case of FOMO while you watch all your friends and coworkers play in the winter wonderlands they all returned to for the holidays.
Let’s get into the best of last night’s Panic Rooms.
Without the light at the end of the tunnel, this would’ve been completely miserable. I guess grad school is worth it some of the time, huh?
Sunday football on mute with a candle burning and music playing is a tradition unlike any other.
Q-Zip Nation lives on.
One of the best things about the holidays is being able to light your house using exclusively Christmas lights. The glow and ambiance that it creates is unparalleled when your mental game is crumbling down.
Can you imagine falling asleep on the couch and having Jack wake you up at 2 a.m. licking your face begging you to go to bed? I could feel my heart getting warm as I typed that, much like the feeling of sipping a warm whiskey-coffee in the midst of a snowstorm.
Any time you’re putting in work on a Sunday night in an effort to get ahead of the eight-ball on Monday, I can’t not respect you. Me? I was binge-watching The Crown and cold-sweating. Different strokes for different folks.
“Faded off Chianti” might be the name of my autobiography, and honestly, I might just put a picture of this dog on the cover as well.
Life comes at your fast when you pound lasagna like it’s going out of style.
Said it last night and I’ll say it again: one of the best Christmas Panic Rooms one can have. When you start mixing in cheese plates with Love Actually, you know you’re living right.
Nothing wrong with a little grazing. Just have to make sure you clean up afterward and not catch of a whiff when you leave for work on Monday morning.
No no no no no no no no no.
So much greatness about this specific tweet. Decoy? Favorite reasonable cab in the game. Not just regular Natalie Merchant, but deep cuts? Love it. Tree lit? #ambiance. That drizzle too. That drizzzzzzzle.
I’ll just say it: 59 degrees is psycho cold.
Probably the most well-taken photo we’ve seen in the last few weeks running. It’s like she cleaned the glass exclusively to make sure her Panic Room photo was going to turn out perfect.
Middle seat on a Sunday night? Nah. You’re better off with that plane going down. .