Hello, Murderlings. Guess what I did today? I donated blood! Yay! Why am I sharing this? Because while some people go through the donation process and shrug it off quite easily, I do not. I take at least half an hour longer than normal before I can safely stand up, and for the rest of the day, I’m a bit…slow. I was okay for most of the day but I’m especially punchy right now, because I’m tired and hungry and…I forget where I was going with this thought.
Anna: “So why did you decide to do a blog post and donate blood on the same day?”
Elle: “It happened to be a Wednesday. I didn’t plan this.”
Anna: “Just checking.”
What are we doing today? Oh right. Awkward Bratwurst. Awkwurst! The entrée that Rosalee served to Monroe’s parents at the most awkward dinner party ever. Oh, Monroe. I’d like to make some snarky comment here about how you should’ve handled things differently when introducing your über-conservative Blutbad parents to your Fuchsbau fiancée, but to be honest…I think it went pretty well. Eventually, anyway.