I volunteered to make Nick a pan of stuffing (I'm not a fan, but he can go at it) and I want to make an apple pie to prove that I still can.

Granted, I did just put together a shepherd's pie, so I've done my lot for this household.

Well yeah, Solas was born immortal. Something I've thought about a lot re: Emmlich is what it's like for a mortal entity to gain immortality and essentially have to rewire their brain.

My partner is known to eat entire boxes of stuffing. I prefer my bread pudding sweet, but you do you, chums.

I'm totally that kid who's had it up to here with the tracing worksheets for letters and wants to off-road... but still can't consistently keep their letters the same size, lol.

WHOOPS, Meant to say Christmas! But thank you!

That said, picked out a couple of pretty greens, a new nib holder, and a few lefty broad-head nibs for about thirty bucks, which is the epitome of a lil treat.

$39 a bottle for a color I'm not sure I'll like/will work well with my calligraphy style is... uhh... a bit steep.

Rose O'Neill's sensual monster lady art.

PLEASE SOMEONE ADAPT THIS I WANT TO SEE THE GIANT PLUSH MONSTER WIFE NUZZLING HER TINY MAN.

SQUISH. HIM. FACE.

Play a Folias d'Espagne or Sarabande, shit's good.

Also penny whistle/harp music works a treat for this, too.