Intentions to finally watch Sunday’s episode of TrueBlood were derailed when my 11yr old brother woke up… come to think of it, it’s about time he learned about sex and biting people and all the delicate ways to yell “fuck.” Right? No? Oh…
There is all the Harry Potter on my dash and it made me happy because I was getting tired of all the Sherlock and Avengers. This is what happen when you follow geeks. :-D
My kids are still sleeping so Josiah and I are gonna watch the newer version of Disney’s A Christmas Carol because I love that story from the depths of my soul, in any version, and I’m going to knit on this damn little baby sweater.
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