The only reason her mornings are usually rushed is because she drags her poor bleeping kids to cafes for breakfast before school. It's not like she has to be in the office by 8:30am, or logging onto her home office compewder for a Zoom at 9am. She does duck all except indulge herself in food, beauty treatments, grog, smokes, photo ops, and now apparently African Sausages, in a constant attempt to fill the gaping hole where her soul should be.
I can hardly wait to see the 2 inch thick slurry of oil on the top of the multicooker (note WinnieBlueLou, it's not actually a bleeping slow cooker you dumbass) when she whips up the latest batch of her famous cholesterol casserole.