Not gonna lie, when I saw there was an upgrade that HAS to be done before Christmas, I yelled, "Dammit all to fucking hell," so loud that the cats woke up. It's not like we JUST finished upgrading EVERYTHING a couple weeks ago, amirite?
Some day I will not be a shit-stirrer when I go to social gatherings. Today is not that day. I accidentally started an argument about UK politics at a party and then had this exchange:
Me: Baby Yoda for President!
Republican consultant: I’d agree, but we shouldn’t have a puppet for president
Me: But we already do! *does a jig for emphasis*
I have no idea what his opinion on Trump is, but that was too easy.
Middle of Christmas baking and my youngest informs me he’s off sugar now.
I'm always supportive of his eating regimes, and I am now as well...but right before Christmas? He could kill a batch of cookies himself ...what the hell am I going to do with all these extra cookies?!