You’re not the only one making these observations. I believe many of us have the same thoughts. I just have to be chipper anyway, because the alternative (being droopy) wouldn’t help!
I’ll have hot rolls in about half an hour. The dough rose when it got warmer. We skipped the Spanish congregation dinner, as it didn’t look like we’d get through the line for an hour, and I didn’t want to leave the little boys with Anoreth that long. Afternoons have grown more difficult since we moved Vlad out of the crib; now he needs a minder if he’s going to take a nap!
Yummy!
slathered in lots of butter!
Wait a minute!
I'll bet you're one of those people who pretends to be happy even when you wake up with a pounding headache and a hangover that would split wood.
That's just ... insidious.
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Now, me, I'm a naturally cheerful guy. Just because I predict doom on a daily basis doesn't mean I'm a sourpuss. I'm optimistic enough about it, considering.