BronxWench

The only positive about Richard is that he was 96, so at least he was able to live a long life, unlike pretty much everybody else that’s died this year.

I thought she’d be the one to buck the trend, I really did.  That’ll teach me for being positive.

I’m heartsore, and so tired of the never-ending stream of sad news.

I don’t even want to look at the news at this point.

I’m heartsore, and so tired of the never-ending stream of sad news.

jesuschristonapogostick.  4 more days before this awful year ends 

This year appears to be going out like it came in

Exactly what the previous generation said about us.

We’ve been doomed for a while. It’s horrifying how little they know.
::wanders off to pet collection of Blackadder dvds::

We’ve been doomed for a while. It’s horrifying how little they know.
::wanders off to pet collection of Blackadder dvds::

We’re all doomed.

The year ends as it began, David Bowie in January and George Michael in December.  And SHIT loads in between.

I can’t stop swearing…

Mary seasonal thingies all!

I did most of the cooking last night. The lasagne is prepared and only needs baking (2 pans of it), and the filling for the steak, mushroom, and onion pie is done. All I need to do is prepare the pie crusts, fill, and bake. I have Italian bread, salad, and lots of nibbly things, as well as a case of wine, hard cider, Guinness, beer, and Campari. The place is mostly tidy, and I’m ready!

I did most of the cooking last night. The lasagne is prepared and only needs baking (2 pans of it), and the filling for the steak, mushroom, and onion pie is done. All I need to do is prepare the pie crusts, fill, and bake. I have Italian bread, salad, and lots of nibbly things, as well as a case of wine, hard cider, Guinness, beer, and Campari. The place is mostly tidy, and I’m ready!

My son is cooking today!  Happy merry to everyone!

And to you and yours!
Somehow, I find myself still doing the cooking…

“Hey come on Vicar, I’m already on my knees. Make with the come unto me already.”

There is something intrinsically unfair about hot vicars. On the other hand, Hell has potential.
 

Yes… unfortunately, I have never been the kind of person who knows where their towel is. And I should… I went to church today, and the vicar was kind of hot with his intense scrutiny, which means I’m probably going straight to Hell. A towel would definitely come in useful there.
Thank God there’s no God.

You need a towel! It can reduce panic by 78%.

Oh, dear…
 

This is what comes of living with a corgi… I get delusions of royalty.
 

Well, it’s getting merrier now that I’m up to having tea, but I think my birthday tikka masal is not going to happen this year.  I’ll make up for it later in the week.
But, I must squeal a bit, my daft one got tickets for us to see Ronan Tynan (one of the Irish tenors) at Fordham in March. It’s cocktails followed by a concert, and I’m thrilled, because he’s got a magnificent voice, and is a sweetheart to boot.