Friend-filled weekend

Hey Barb,

I have to tell you, I really envy you. I just want to sit at your kitchen table and watch/listen as you cook and prepare. I feel like my cooking efforts are merely functional...get it made, get it cooked, get it eaten. I love that you're having a mimosa while making dinner and you already washed the lettuce...it's like Giada on paper.

My weekend was good...Friday night a little impromptu dinner with the gang; I grilled flank steak and made Lipton onion soup potatoes. You would have thought I was Giada myself, the way those went over. K was astounded that all it took was the packet of soup and some olive oil. Maybe I underestimate myself. At any rate, it was a very good dinner, some of us standing at the bar, some sitting at the table, super informal. Do I even need to mention that we drank too much? We girls opened some of the wine be bought at World Market and were not disappointed.

Yesterday I sat here on my butt and made crazy. No complaints there. Dropped JJ off at a birthday party and did a tiny bit of housework. Last night K made ribs and chops for all of us, sans the wine. I'm not sure we even finished a bottle between the three of us. It was a great dinner though. I was sad that I ate so much because S made an Asian pear tartfrom the pears in K's backyard and it was phenomenal. All I could eat was one bite, but plan to hit her up for leftovers at the game party tonight. (Yes, together again.) R leaves for Australia this afternoon so T's cooking up something to "celebrate" :) K's 10-day stint as a single girl. I don't even know if we're watching football or baseball, I just know to show up and hang with my friends. Life doesn't suck.

JJ's got a friend coming over today, M's girlfriend might show up too. So I think I'll jump in the shower so as not to scare them away - the fact that M agreed to have A over here was monumental. I'll try not to be completely uncool.

Love,
Amanda