Woo! Wooo! It’s Christmas time!
I’m so excited this year! (Just in case you couldn’t tell … :D)
The reason for my newly awaken Christmas spirit isn’t just because I transformed from the Grinch to a true Christmas fangirl, but also – thanks to COVID-19 – that I don’t need to see my weird, sexist, racist, annoying relatives that always ask the same questions:
Do you have a partner yet? Why aren’t you married? Why don’t you get yourself a normal job? How can you live from writing? Did you gain weight? Did you loose weight? Another tattoo!?
What a jolly good time!
But to be honest, I’m actually a bit sad I don’t meet them. Well, not all of them.
Because this year I had a perfect plan for their annoying questions about my love life status:
I really hope they’ll ask me.
Is it true though? Am I a (not so) fairy godmother?
Yes, I am indeed the godmother of this little bugger who’s the son of my best friend. I also secretly delivered little Grogu to her using public transportation, while infused with paranoia that at any point someone could steal him from me.
After that nerve-wrecking journey, I totally get how Din’s feeling.
But I mean …. look at him!
HE’S ADORABLE! HE NEEDS TO BE PROTECTED!
Now, excuse me while I keep “aaaaw”-ing at Grogu.
Btw, have you ever wondered how to greet people properly?
Don’t worry. I got you. I made another comic about it that you can read HERE.
Until then, stay nerdy and keep creating!