Too tired to think of a title

T and A came over on Saturday. It was much fun. Derek got to see his friends and I didn’t even have to spend the whole time making sure he was behaving. Ben had stuff to do, so I ended up cooking the pizzas. I have cooked so little recently, that I kinda freaked. I hadn’t even realized it until T was like..Are you ok?

I had gone all solemn faced and totally responsibility-like just to make sure I didn’t burn those damn pizzas. I need to start cooking again, or else I will always be a Nazi-cook. I have to just cook, I can’t cook and talk, or cook and smile, or even cook and think about anything other than cooking.

It was still much fun and I already have plans for next Saturday to celebrate A’s b-day. I have been practicing at “quarters” and I think we all better play. Lemon shots? Or better shots? Let me know, any and all involved.

Comments

AnywhereEden said…
Is no shots an option here? I really don't enjoy yacking.

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