The blueberry streusel cake is in the oven and, in two hours, Alex’s classmates will be arriving to kill two birds with one stone — do an ecology project and celebrate her birthday. The chicken had been marinated and the pasta just needs a cheesy topping before going into the oven when the cake is done.
I’ve been cooking all morning but the weather’s comfortable and I don’t feel the way I do in the summer after several hours in the kitchen.
The rear garden had been cleaned and prepared and we’re laying out the tables and chairs in a while.
No threat of rain. The sun is shining but not harshly. It’s going to be a beautiful afternoon.
baby bunso. You may have arrived last but we don’t love you less. Enjoy your new toy to the max. :)