seventh

I was going to recap my week and realized that 1) the week was not over and 2) I don't remember what happened in it, apart from watching too much Prison Break. And knowing that I got an email that Netflix sent us Date Night. Isn't my life just amazingly complex? I'm not too worried about it, though, I'm sure it will be soon enough and I'm going to wish that Netflix was my biggest concern.

I did patch up my apron, finally. It's a very old apron (which I love to death). It belonged to my sister's husband's step-mother's mother, I'm pretty sure - so, not really in the family, but not a yardsale buy. It's had holes in the front for ages, which is a problem when things splash on you. So I finally patched it while we watched escaped convicts try to evade capture. :)

Henry has been having tea parties with me. Well, its happened twice, anyhow. He's so cute about it, he holds the pot with two hands, one on the handle and one under the spout, like an adult, and pours us cups of water. And I ask him questions like, "so, Henry, how was your day?" and he makes a face and says "hmmmm." Too funny.



I finally brought my film to CVS today, so that will be coming around soon, if any of it is worth looking at. Unfortunately, me and my inexperienced-with-film self accidentally processed a roll that wasn't used. Lame.

Next fun thing? Pottery class is next week, and I'm bringin' my camera.