All I want for Christmas next year is to spend it by my fucking self.
No wait my mistake my fave part is being told how disgusting Americans are and sit there and listen to a meal long rant about how Americans use cutlery wrong and we have shit tasting food because we just shovel it all down like pigs at the trough and therefore don’t notice the flavour.
My fave part of every family outing is sitting there utterly humiliated while everyone else whinges incessantly about every little detail and makes a huge fucking fuss about some local hole in the wall up pigfucker hollow in rural Tennessee not making things the way they are in Britain.
Press: “Manchester United consider new bid for Bayern striker Thomas Müller” Me:
A collection of photos from my trip to Gatlinburg so far.
I do love the feel of citrus peel. Rough and supple.
Husband gave the marching orders to be up at eight to be on the road by half nine and I’m the only one packed. Let’s add that to the list of shit that ain’t happening.
Waiting for Winter 