til everyone gets here and I find out if I am retarded for having everyone over for such a big holiday. The house I must say is spotless, yesterday The Hotness and I cleaned and got quite a few projects out of the way. I informed Candy this morning that she is allowed to sqwak all she wants until the guests arrive and after that to cork it because we’ll add stuffed Cockatoo to the menu in a hot minute *chuckle*
Minor scare when we moved the TV into the living room, plugged the cable box in and it didn’t work. After some tense clicking of the remote we were able to get it to work again…dunno…I guess ol’ Murphy was just fucking with us to see how we’d react. The Hotness is sore, as am I. We’ll both need a vacation after this I suppose. Anyway, Happy Thanksgiving y’all and be safe
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Thinking of you today Little S. Thankful that you’re ours–so to speak. xo
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