Somewhere in my family tree there's Got to be a
luck dragon, there just has to be. This morning. Texts. Mimosas. Blueberry scones. Fussing with music. Very expensive Bombay chai in pretty packaging. Taste sampling mushrooms. My mother's boyfriend announcing that he wouldn't be watching any Christmas television because he "needed to sharpen the chainsaw". Gods, he belongs.
I would roll in squee longer, but I'm being summoned to watch the Lord of the Rings trilogy. All day. Whilst eating chocolate. Win.
Also love. Lots of love. For you. And you. And especially you in the back.