Good morning, world. ☕
All the shopping got done yesterday. Almost. We forgot the booze for my sweet potatoes, green beans for him, a FUCKING PAN. We don’t have a pan large enough to cook a turkey in, and we forgot to buy one. He wants to walk to the grocery to get the pan and beans, and stop on the way to get the booze. I think he can do the last minute shopping and I’ll do the dishes, otherwise there will be no place to prep anything.
Mal just farted so loudly in the upstairs box, that I could hear him from downstairs, over the tv. 💨
First Thanksgiving is underway, I guess.
