Today was a lot of fun. We went wine tasting, and I found out that no, my distaste for wine has not magically disappeared. After that we went back to Cara's and made dinner. I made spiced potatoes and steamed some broccoli while Cara made honey mustard chicken for herself and Suz. We had a lovely dinner accompanied by a white wine Suz bought which I had a very small amount of and still hated. Damn. I just don't like any alcohol. Ever. *shrug*

Dinner was lovely, company was better, everything was great. We then decided to make apple pie for dessert. I was cutting up the apples for the filling, then mixing in the rest of the stuff. I put in the half cup of sugar, and some cinnamon and nutmeg... Then I add the flour. I look at the measurement. Hmm. Doesn't look right, but I figure my friend knows what she's doing, so I put it in. Two *cups* of flour. There is a large pile of flour with some apples in it, now. Oh dear. I ask Cara about it since it doesn't look right. She points out that the recipe says two *Teaspoons.* Ummm... Oops. So we ended up taking ten minutes trying to wipe flour off of apples. It was rather sad, really.

Suz and Cara made fun of me for maybe ten minutes after that. I started getting sillier even than usual, and started threatening all and sundry with cinnamon until I was laughing too hard to retain muscle control.

I love good friends, and I love being able to be stupid enough around people to have total stress relief. I really need it once in a while. *sigh* I miss everyone. As usual. Come see me before I die of loneliness. =Þ
posted by Unknown at 10:25 PM