Last night, Bea was baking what I’m sure will promise to be a wonderfully delicious chocolate Guinness cake. I was ready to go to sleep, but it still needed some somewhat-time-sensitive tending to.
So, she said “If you don’t mind I’m going to catch up on watching Game of Thrones while waiting for the cake.”
No dear, of course I don’t mind. If I
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