Sorry for the last post, sometimes you’ve just gotta say how you feel. Perhaps I shouldn’t blog so early in the morning anymore.
Drew woke me up in the middle of the night with some weird dream. He kept slapping my shoulder like I’d told a really great joke or he was congratulating me on something else. It was highly amusing. He won’t be living it down for quite some time.
The Real Housewives of Atlanta are scary people, and that’s all I’m going to say about that.
Excited for the Christmas fun we’re going to be doing in the next bit. Starting to feel festive, although I have yet to dig out our Christmas CD’s.
Also had some cheese fries for dinner last night. Now why didn’t the Pilgrims have THOSE at the feast?