We have discussed how I feel about Harry Potter, and I certainly don’t want to go overboard (like I’ve apparently done with Doctor Who, at least according to SOME members of my family who are quite clearly crazy), but I couldn’t not share this. Also, I love accents. I wish I could do accents. I must practice.
I made breakfast! Like, real breakfast. On a WEEKDAY. Because this particular weekday happens to be John’s birthday, and he happens to love breakfast sandwiches. I made him two bacon, egg, and cheese croissant-wiches. And coffee. Because I’m cool like that. And also because it’s his birthday. More because it’s his birthday.
Happy Birthday, John!