It's my best friend's 40th birthday today
and she's having a dinner party. She told me last night that a mutual friend is making dessert, so I offered to make the starter to take some pressure off. So I'm bunking off work at 2pm to go home and cook up a big pot of leek and potato soup, and I think I'll surprise her by making some little white bread rolls to go with it.

Saturday morning will be spent recovering and welcoming daughter back for a week from 11am, and the rest of the weekend probably consists of a few naps and scouring the local countryside to pick enough blackberries to make a jar of jam with kiddo. Rock and roll, fuckers!

Edit: wrong reply link, fuck it.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Fri 9 Oct 2009, 11:05, Reply)