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So it’s snowing, the first real snow of the winter, with fat fluffy flakes, and all I want to do is curl up on the couch with my fuzzy blanket and a cup of tea and watch the snow fall. But fire head boy’s in-laws are moving this weekend, and we promised we’d help.

I am not very happy with this situation, but a promise is a promise, right? However, there is one teeny tiny bright spot on the horizon—my FIL is a big Trump supporter, and my new t-shirt just arrived in the mail:


EDIT: We’re getting ready to leave when FIL calls (for the third time this morning): “You guys want pizza?” Yeah, sure, that is the traditionally decent thing to do when people help you move; yes, we would like some pizza, thank you. Two minutes later, ring ring: “So can you call in the order and pick it up?”


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