I have just made a batch of warm squidgy mince meat muffins. hmmmmm.
The entire house now smells like Christmas and for the first time I'm feeling ever so slightly festive. The only downside is that I put more than a generous slosh of brandy in the mix and I can't taste it. :(
I handed in my dreaded essay today and my less than perfect short story about Christmas. I changed it a lot once I had stopped crying, it's not the best, but it will do, it's only 5% of the grade so I don't mind so much.
I got to the HASS office and it was closed with a sign saying all assingments should be submitted in room D201. The 2 means it's on the second floor - I didn't even know there was a second floor. I got there in the end.
I thought I would include a pic of my flexible cat. She has been very strange lately.