…..to be grumpy. Falalalalaaa blah blah blah.
DH went hunting. Hoping to bring home a deer.
What am I going to do with a deer?
He better not shoot a reindeer…
He said “you should get your licence and then we can do this together”.
He wants me to carry a weapon?
Nuts.
Not interested, anyway.
Off to hockey, post office, library, find a saw to chop some tree off, oh…and the liquor store. Yep. Must get some wine into this house.
bah humbug.
