A mixed holiday bag

Tis the holiday season and I want to know what you want. I make no promises because I suck at them and still owe people from other... things. But occasionally someone will want something I can easily provide, or someone will ask for something so awesome that I must, must, must agree. It has happened. It will continue to happen. The most recent was Cassalicious wanting, but being unable to afford, Sonali. Sadly this counted as both birthday and Christmas for her because, dude, I did not get the nine billion free shipping offers on her (how much does that irk?) BUT still. Now we have twinses and twins is love.

( and in return... )

That's been sitting there for a couple of days. Other things have come up and I don't feel like talking about them until I can safely classify them as the past because anything you say can and will be used against you at a later date. As a result of my brother's least overtly crazy ex (until now. She's since moved much closer to the top of the list) I have spent the weekend cleaning. As has everyone else.

I can't say much more than this: I hope someone finally complained about her inability to bake a blasted thing that didn't make someone sick. Seriously. If you're a baker, you should be able to not make people ill. It's just a thought.