Jaffa Cakes

Alrighty, so jaffa cakes it is then.

What do jaffa cakes have to do with anything? Nothing. I'm just happy that I go to experience them at all seeing as I will never be able to afford a passport while I am still alive. I might get one in my name when someone steals my SSN after I've expired.

Well, on another completely different note. Thank you very much for coming to call. I've only got a few minuets left until I have to set my child up to sleep so I'll be brief.

I've got Jaffa Cakes in my pocket.

It's your turn to make the tea. Hahaha!

My mother-in-law has been out and about this past two days on a trip to the country side. She's had a lot to think about the past few weeks. Mainly her moving down the street again. She's been almost in a blind panic trying to get everything set up to get moving. It's gotten so bad that she's started doing incredibly random oddities like...putting all the bras she owns in my washer and then driving off to the countryside to "rough it" with only the clothes on her back (sans bra, of course). All this, while her moving truck sits empty in the parking lot. I just hope she knows what she's doing, because she might just go mad over the past months events and end up in the asylum.

That is all I can think of for now to occupy our time. Maybe later on we'll discuss the quality of life of missionaries or how come a child can get dirt just about anywhere in a house.....like under the toilet tank lid. Yes, please do explain that one for me seeing as how my child cannot even tilt it off a pinch. LOL!

Have a great evening.