Oct 31, 2008 14:48
Well, the bread that Himself took to school wasn't as good as the faulty one we made and ate at home. I was far less dence, and somehow that made it seem less sweet. Still quite edible and the teacher was pleased. That's all that counts I guess.
I think my father has decided to spend all my brother's inherritance before he goes. Why couldnt he invest in gold?
I'm so glad no one is coming over tonight. My house is a pigsty. Well, it's off to prime the fog machine and set out the lanterns. And carve the pumpkins. After the papers though.
halloween,
food