Big huge hugs to the birthday boy. I do hope you are having a good day and will be doing something nice with Mumsy this evening.
I’d call, but I’m at BrightHouse working on a site today. You’ll probably be in bed by the time I get home. Rats.
Apologies for the lack of updates lately, World of Warcraft has stolen my life.
I am now Gretl, a level 18 Night Elf hunter pursuing quests and skinning everything in my path so I can make lovely things with my mad leatherworking skills. That damn hubby of mine sucked me in! I don’t think I’m quite as terrible as he is though, the other night, a work night I might add, he was up til almost three in the morning casting magic while his Gnome buddy hacked and slew.
Oh, and I have a nice pet bear called Scorchio who is now my bestest friend in the whole world. He was terribly unruly to begin with, but a correct and ample diet of boar, bear and strider meat has tamed him considerably. I do hope he doesn’t decide to run away, I should cry if he did.
I do feel terribly about all the wanton slaying I’m doing though. In my quest to make the latest leather jerkin I’m decimating everything I come across. Poor beasts. There is also something wrong in setting lovely Scorchio upon his own kind and then feeding him bear meat! Wrong and bad. However, quests which involve destruction are so much more fun than running those silly errands delivering messages to characters!
See, World of Warcraft is taking over. This was going to be an entry about the BrightHouse christmas do which happened on Sunday night. Oops.
Oh well, back to PHP. The sooner I get this task done the sooner Gretl gets to venture from the inn again.