BronxWench

Thank you, thank you! It’s certainly off to a good start, and let’s hope it’s a wonderful year ahead for all of us, because we all deserve a good year!

Thank you, thank you! It’s certainly off to a good start, and let’s hope it’s a wonderful year ahead for all of us, because we all deserve a good year!

Yeah, Happy Birthday! Have  good’n.

Cute pics? Everything here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/aww/
Also, I hope things improve a little for ya. I know how stressful the time of year can be.

‘Tis Yule. All I want to do is burn a log and drink. All this shopping and pressure to out-gift people is just wearing me out, and I’m on the verge of a revolt.

Oh, I’m drinking alright.  Believe it or not, most of the gifts are for the nieces & nephews.  I can’t wrap MarineBoy’s yet – his sister doesn’t know he’s coming home. 
 

I love my dogs.
Well… I’ve done the tree, and made a list of things. I’ve also made a shopping list.
But now I’ve been made to pay for making a shopping list by way of a ridiculous argument followed by sulking and slamming doors. I give up.
I’m just going to reread the fic, see if I can have the words arrange themselves in some kind of order again. Because seriously, I just can’t be here. I need something fun.

Look at those sweethearts!

lol… at least I won’t have to peel any plum tomatoes for christmas dinner. I haven’t had the energy to make a bolognese sauce for weeks.

Two happy dogs… well, they’re happy if I say so. I realise the greyhound looks a little bit like a mouse. She’s bigger than the white one… honest

This represents the exact level of my holiday spirit. I’m going to try and knock off shopping on Monday and Tuesday, if only to make my mother stop poking me. I am looking at the unaddressed cards, and sighing. I need to purchase stamps anyway. The only bright spot is having lots of wine in the house. If I drink enough wine, I can pretend I’m happy about the holidays...

It is… I’m really happy to be writing again, even though it is still about our crazy imps and elves   And I’m on the thingy, as always, if you’ve got the time, Bronxie. 

We once bought a recliner that I swear grew the moment it was delivered, because it certainly didn’t seem that big in the shop.

I remember reading an erotic horror story a long time ago called “The Couch Monster” hopefully these aren’t the possessed kind!

My daft one just shakes his head and leaves the room.

Thank you, Melrick. Yep Though it is a day of work and doctors appointments... I like this day better aleady. The archive to do this evening. I am happy.

Well at least the day is presumably over by the time you read this, and the next day might be much better.

Cats wanted in...out...in...out...in...out… before I decided they’ve had enough outdoor time.

It’s snowing here. The corgi is enchanted, and has rolled, frolicked, and eaten snow until she was giddy.

It’s snowing here. The corgi is enchanted, and has rolled, frolicked, and eaten snow until she was giddy.

What?!
No… call them back.
That new boiler of yours. I don’t think it’s working properly at all.

Awesome!!

Awww… *squeezes* Stay in until you’re all wrinkly!

Nice and warm, there’s now a thermostatic valve on the hot so I don’t accidentally scald myself.

And as every right thinking Aussie said at that announcement: About bloody time!