That is, if I can keep away from the cookies, tea ring, reese's peanut butter cups, and virtually every other carb under the stars.
It was a fun day. There ended up being seven people squeezed around my tiny table but fun was had by all. As demonstrated here:
|This would be our post-Christmas Cracker, pre-food orgy moment. As you can see, my brother |
is half-crazed from hunger and his girlfriend is ready to eat the napkin.
But now, all has been cleaned up (finally) and a home - ironically on the self-same table - has been found for my new housemate:
|She hasn't told me her name yet, but isn't she lovely?|
My brother bought me a friggin' microwave! Can you believe it? I was mostly joking when I asked for that. I didn't think anyone would actually go for it. I can't stop thanking him. It's going to make coming home at 8pm and eating dinner a lot easier.
I'm working tomorrow - Christmas - morning. I've got a couple massage booked already so going up there will be worth it, and I don't mind. I need to work of the Reese's peanut butter cups.
|There used to be considerably more than these a half an hour ago.|