This is actually really good, yeah.
It is 5:30 in the morning, and I’m totally exhausted, and I can’t fall asleep, and I have to be at family christmas in less than 12 hours, but I am so happy to be home and full of ill-begotten cornish hen.
I also scared the living daylights out of my mom when I got here at some obscene hour of the night and woke her up. That felt good.
Also, her dog has such a small head compared to Jacks.
STRAIGHT OUTTA WISCONSIN
