Last night Shannon and I decided to treat ourselves and go out for dinner. We went to Grapefruit Moon (remember it, Suzie?) and thoroughly (I mean, thoroughly) enjoyed the crispy chicken wrap. Not to mention the great company and the story-worthy girls on the patio - straight "Desperately Seeking Susan"-esque film. One short-haired blonde with gold aviators and a young grey cat on a leash. One straight-haired brunette doing her nails at the picnic table. Both eating fresh baked breadsticks on a cookie sheet from their kitchen and dipping it into plain yogurt they brought themselves. I think they bought their juice. I could imagine a whole series of comics based on their adventures.
Yesterday Jamie and I Skyped and it was AWESOME! But, I forgot to take a photograph. How weird of me! But I felt so inspired after talking to Jamie I finally went in the kitchen and made something. The movers won't move liquids so we have to finish off all our booze before we move. So yesterday I made the custard for ice cream and put a batch of Baileys together and Frangelico. Making homemade ice cream always reminds me of the day Auntie Laima did that for us when we came to visit. It makes me very happy. Oh and I added 2x the alcohol you are supposed to by mistake so hopefully that makes it even better.