Holiday time!

So, currently, myself and the family are in Ireland~. Because I wanted to be for Valentine's Day (it's stupid, but I can use it to my advantage).

And I'm blogging while Handsome's sorting through his clothes and whatever else he brought. It seems to consist of only clothes. A lot of coats. I'll have Mooncake destroy the majority of them later~. I told him, repeatedly, that it's colder in England, but he refused to listen. So I'll just punish him and kill his clothes.

In other news~.. Handsome's little cookie of a personal assistant is so -annoying-. We're not getting on well. At all. She refuses to be nice to me. So I'm going to complain and make him tell her to be. He wouldn't approve of me shooting her, unfortunately.

Meanwhile~.. My youngest son is probably the most loved child I've ever had. Which is surprising, because really I didn't think I would care much for him. Only I do. When a child will only ever cling to you, wear your hats, and wear your scarves .. It becomes apparent that there's a father-son relationship here. Although I do know that my little Cupcake is attention-seeking and uses me to his advantage, but that's just the Moriarty in him~.

And I'm bored of this blogging right now. I have a bath to run and a fiancé to seduce.

Ciao~.