Keep it secret. Keep it safe.
One of the first things I said this morning was *sigh* “are we really sharing potatoes?”
HAPPY ST. PATRICK’S DAY!
Why the hell don’t I make colcannon all the time? It’s so damn good.
Murble is having a small gathering tomorrow that I don’t want at gather at:
me: are you making colcannon?
me: mashed potatoes wit
AuntMurble: no. I’m making corned beef.
me: *low moan with death rattle-y gasps for breath*
me: will you make it if I stand here and look sad?
For laughterkey I did 2 versions for whichever your “friend” desires :)
Just in case you didn’t see it yesterday, this is Deadpool riding a potato.
with extra potato
hey. look. it’s me and Erin.
probably watching a Tom Hardy movie.
AuntMurble: Jennifer, do you want more potatoes?
Me: (shyly) yes. of course.
(Hands me an entire container of potatoes)
Me: you didn’t have to steal all the blind man’s potatoes.
AuntMurble: no. It’s okay! He’s got a cunning arrangement spread out in front of him.
UncleDucey: yeah, I’m set!
Me: ah. Wow. I’m gonna put that on your Pinterest, UncleDucey.
Everyone: DO IT!