merry merry merry...

... and a little sleepy and possibly a little bit peckish, fer reals, is there anything else delicious we could eat??? Did we eat all the fishes and all the (no longer) free-ranging chickens and all of puddings and all the gingerbread and really ALL the pies?


Is there more beer? NO! But you found a bottle of Baileys (FOUND!) and now we will probably drink it. It's kind of still christmas. It tastes like christmas.

We are house-sitting the ranch up here in thornbury. Is nice. One question, why aren't there chickens to feed? I need a task and the cat is not so interested in the interlopers unless it's dinnertime...

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