I just burned my tongue on hot chocolate and seeing as I didn't even taste it, it was so not worth it. I spit it back in the cup because it hurts and it melted all my damn whipped cream. Excuse me while I go get more.
So now that I've returned from getting myself another mountain of whipped cream I can continue. Come to think of it I should have put an ice-cube beneath my whipped cream.
It snowed today, for the first time in four years. I'm ecstatic, or a least I was around three or four hours ago. The problem being, I had forgotten that snow in Southern Texas is not only rare but never enough to make a snowman. Oh well, I made three snowballs and took a picture of the last one. Needless to say, this being the second time I've seen snow and the last being my fourth snowball I've made in the history of ever(there wasn't all that much snow four years ago and only enough for one, well more like 1/4 of a, snowball), me snowball making skills are lacking. It was very lumpy and not very spherical. If that wasn't enough of a reason to sulk, the skin on my hands, neck, and face feels really raw like I sunburned without the redness and the pain on contact.
All in all this has been the best day of my December so far and there's still twenty-one to go.
Oh and I'd like to note that the whipped cream bottle decided to spare me last minute in Christmas spirit so no (serious) murder attempts from it today.
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