well,
let's worry about breakfast first, friends.
waking up on XI-mas was expert.
waking up to hot, gooey, chewy, sticky cinnamon buns
was probably even better.
i wouldn't know.
i was too busy making 'em.
awwwwwww.
check the breakfast-time-family-togetherness-type teleport:
yeah, i know.
you wish i was your dad, huh?
i had all the candles lit,
and that just added to the wafting warm aroma of perfection
that permeated the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
and yeah,
i totes hit 'em off with the site-specific seasonal spranks.
you need a sweet and sugary breakfast if you're gonna get rad
on a big ol' pile of XI-mas presents an' that.
true story.
so, we did that.
and after all the unwrapping and oooh-ing and ahhh-ing,
and all the gratitude and generosity had done what it had to,
we kept the dough going,
and kneaded up another 'nother batch of floury hottness.
check the pizza party-time-type teleport:
neighbors,
i've got my pizza jauns going hard these days.
beige bits of chickenish, fresh green bits of brocc'd florets,
and two kinds of chee'.
harvest and maple powered it all right down
before i could even think of getting a slice.
shark-gluttonous barbarian appetite may be hereditary.
nature winds,
and in this case, nurture doesn't help much, either.
there was more of it, though.
obvi.
teleport:
that's that fancy business, b!tches.
we doo-doo that double-down topping-terrorism-type sh!t.
why wouldn't we, anyway?
right.
we aren't A*-holes after all.
and it's garnished with parsley and frenchy onion-style bits!
that's because we know what's up.
huh?
you want more?
greedy.
but, yeah, okay, anyways:
so good.
i'm tellin you guys,
my vegan cashew-and-tofu nootch-blasted chee' blops
may be blarpity, but the also take my non-dairy pizza reality up a notch.
eleven plus.
that's it.
what about all the remaining ingredients?
what about the baby kale and the spinach i had?
what about even more of all of this?
yuuuuuuuuup.
we did what we do, neighbors.
garbage-disposal-type teleport:
the big dump.
whatever's left, on one disc of dope deliciousness.
expert.
sure,
i went heavy on the store-bought chee'-
but we gotta use up what we've got before we go get more,
y'know?
*
we had a great day,
with great food,
and great times,
and greatness oozing out of every surface.
i am grateful for the peoples i've got.
these girls of mine give me a good reason to do more.
and more.
and more.
i'm teaching the next tyrannical troupe of raging stormswept valkyries.
the next generation of gypsy battle-beasts.
the future of warrior poetry,
and the new hottness in woodsly goodfellowship.
it seems like we just make food and hang out,
but every little bit of extra effort is an example i'm setting.
this is what we do.
expert recognize expert.
each one teach one;
and before you know it?
uh-huh.
we're all inextricably interconnected,
and taking it further, going farther,
getting busier, and being better.
no.
it's not easy,
and that's how i know i'm doing it right.
this is what's up,
and i'm grateful for the time i've been given;
never quiet, never soft.....
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