Happy Birthday Maxwell!

*Sheepish Grin* Happy Belated Birthday Old Man.

Buy the ingredients... Check.
Pre-heat the oven... Check.
Assemble the pie crust... Check.
Wash and prepare the berry filling...
Search the fridge for the berries...
Find the culprits who ate the fresh berries...
Resist the urge to laugh ass off at idiots who finish off 3 flats of berries...

Miss Mariemaea and one Mr. Merquise are currently lounging in the living room, moaning, and holding their over-indulged bellies.

Justice has been served. Slightly...

Current Mood: amused

Maxwell is hereby banned from carving any of our pumpkins... *glares*

I miss Shen...

Current Mood: nostalgic

Happy Birthday Old Man!

Current Mood: amused

A well exercised Wen Bao sleeps the sleep of the dead...

and snores the snore of a fully operational saw mill...

We are very tired men this morning.

Current Mood: tired

We have a month to get Wen Bao to lose 5 pounds, or the vet will prescribe him 6 weeks doggy bootcamp...

Current Mood: worried

... He didn't have to call me "a psychotic, anal retentive, bastard"...

Current Mood: blank

*smirks* We are flipping!

Current Mood: artistic