We have just hit Christmas Eve in the UK and these next two days are going to be a whirlwind, so knowing what I am like, my partner is taking Monkey out for today for a few hours in the park, while I scream into the void of various things such as.
Why the fuck do I agree to cook this every year?
Who the fuck does this amount of food for 3 people?
When did I say I would do this?
What the fuck am I doing?
Shit is that something burning
and the classic
Arrrrgggg I have run out of dishes
Promptly followed up by me blaming everyone else for something I actually do enjoy doing and the only person who I am trying to impress is myself.
Fun, fun, fun
And where is my invite? 😛 Merry Christmas eve! xo
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Plague island, no visitors 😉
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I can feel the Christmas spirit right there. It’s a beautiful thing.
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I am full of it. Really. I promise. Ok I am lying
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