I've decided that I'm never moving from this couch again. Or at least not for the next couple of days.

Logically speaking, I think I overate on the third roast potato but - in my defense - they were awfull tasty, and I'd do it again.

Theres a pile of presents under the tree, and should your name begin with the letters O, P or M then there is a high likelihood that they are for you.

I'll send them. Once I can move.


 And fasten my skirt again.