I haven’t died, been called back to my “home planet”, or been finally dragged to prison for the peg leg incident of 2009. I have, however, waxed off one of his eyebrows, and trapped his DS in an undisclosed location. Anyway, enough nonsense. Mama’s back.
I don’t understand how I’m so bored on a Monday. I’m off from work and could do pretty much anything, yet here I am, sitting at home doing nothing. Thank goodness for Netflix and 7 seasons of Gilmore Girls.