God Rest Ye Merry Gentlepersons

Quiet Sunday

My lovely wife has this tradition in which, on a quiet weekend, she puts on the xmas music and starts to bake like they're going to take her flour away.

Today she produced an epic quantity of shortbread cookies (my job is to poke holes in them with a fork before they go in the oven), to the melodic strains of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra.

Now it feels like the holiday season.

And Also

It snowed today. I don't approve.

We got to talk with Red though, via the magic of internet video chat. That was fun.

Incidentally, internet video chat is a god damn clown show. I don't know who they have writing these things but God help them if they ever have to do something hard.

Speaking of God, a god-bot showed up at the door today to remind me that Jesus loves me. I didn't answer the door, having seen through the window evidence of his foul purpose. It did, however, make me a little happier that the weather was inclement.

Snippets of Conversations

The Rocket: Okay, we're gonna settle this. Where's my iPhone?

......

TeamHooking: Did you see my fingernails?
Me: I did.
TeamHooking: They're blue!
Me: I saw. I was trying to figure out how to work in a smurfette joke.
TeamHooking: .... they're coming off tomorrow.

.......

Me: Do we have any Gluug?
My Lovely Wife (thinking I said 'glue'): Of course, you have a big thing of it.
Me: Excellent. I'm going to fix me a drink.
My Lovely Wife: WTF?

Mmm, Gluug

I need to get more gluug. Mmmmmmmm.