The Rogue Bag

Everybody's doing it. (Using the word "Rogue" now). 

I'll get straight to it. 

Here is that blasted little bag: 

Yes, my halls are still decked.

What?

Right where I left it to be placed in the car with the rest of the luggage for our wonderful vacation to New York City! See that little white chord? Yes, that would be my phone charger.... want to know what other essentials were in this little scoundrel? 

Yup, that's right. All of our toiletries... including my - *gasp* - makeup (yes, gentlemen, makeup is an essential), a couple warm hats for both our heads, and smell goods. Thank. God. For. Sisters! Bless you, Liz. Thanks to her and Walgreens, I didn't stink or embarrass our party of 4 with my raw look. 

Stupid bag.