Coffee flavored chocolate can fuck right off. You’ve gotta mark that shit, Ghirardelli! WTF.
I have to go to fucking Costco today and buy a membership so that I can purchase these specific appetizers that have been requested for the FBA party on Friday night.
Fucking Costco. During the holidays. Lord help me.
Freya called me up to the bathroom last night, and asked, “Am I supposed to remove this plastic thing from the razor before I use it?”
Me, “The cover? Yeah…otherwise it doesn’t work because the blades aren’t exposed.”
Her: “Oh…I guess that’s why it hasn’t been working.”
Lol forever. I guess I didn’t specifically go over that part when I taught her how to shave a couple of months back. I was like, “How long has this been an issue?” and she goes, “Since you bought me the new razors.” So only like a week. But still. Ha!
We go to bed so early nowadays.
I’m not complaining.
Time is moving much too quickly for my liking this month. On the one hand, I’m ready to leave 2018 behind, but on the other…STOP.
Paul and Angela
Krystal and Gary
Robert, Nathan, Kingston, Brooklyn
We didn’t make much of a dent. *sigh*
Though we do have partial gifts for G and my mom.
So apparently when D and I were talking about moving in together, we were supposed to tell the exes right away, and failing to tell them immediately (8 months in advance) turned into a whole fucking thing.
But sure…just move someone in and don’t mention it to us. That’s cool. I forgot about the double standard. 👍🏻
Dogs enjoy destroying Christmas ornaments too.