Prawns are in the fridge, pork is wrap up for an overnight dry out, beer has been opened!
So on a final festive note I will say, Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays or neither and all at once to the DT! I hope your pants stretch out comfortably, that one weird family member doesn't approach you, may no spikey seafood stab you, and if you want the day just to end may it do so swiftly.
Well my camping/hiking trip has come to an abrupt end, looks like I've torn the upper part of my tibialis anterior (doc said its a grade two)... Lots of pain and waiting to see what the doctors want to do, but it looks like I will be couch bound for a while.
Packing everything up for the camping trip starting tomorrow, really really hoping the spot isn't packed to the shithouse (I'm of two minds about how busy it will be since so far this week I've notice everything's not been super busy yet).
I would love to because it was truly hilarious, but it's too work-specific. Just know they're probably going to keep very quiet for a while, hopefully. Also, the porky was in an area I am known for, and just about everyone who witnessed it knows that.
There's a pathological story teller in my workplace. I was growing sick of it so I finally put them to shame today. They started bubbling and babbling and squirming so hard over being called out, and I don't feel an ounce bad about it.
Prawns are in the fridge, pork is wrap up for an overnight dry out, beer has been opened!
So on a final festive note I will say, Merry Christmas or Happy Holidays or neither and all at once to the DT! I hope your pants stretch out comfortably, that one weird family member doesn't approach you, may no spikey seafood stab you, and if you want the day just to end may it do so swiftly.