This is a good news story...
Saturday was a lazy day got up late. K fixed breakfast, porridge, it was lovely. With not doing much I suggested that I would cook us cheese omelettes for lunch and a ramen for dinner. The lunch was going to be easy, but I needed a few bits for the ramen. K did not want to go out, continuing the lazy theme, so I did on my own.
I decided I would go before lunch but before I left, checked on other bits that were needed. A small list of basics was made and off I went. After getting all the bits at the checkout I had a shock, £67 for a few bits!!! This included a tin of Baxter's soup (was less than £1 a few months ago was now £1.90.
Anyway back home I made the omelettes, it was near 3pm now so they wants down well. Continued the lazy theme. I started the ramen eventually and this time I had the cheesecloth needed to get a lovely clear ramen broth from all the things that went into its making. To the broth I added with other ingredients shiitake mushrooms for me and chicken for K it was excellent.
Was this the good news? Well not quite, that was the next day. Sunday. It started badly .... I had arranged to meet my friend Jack at his about 11am to give him back his big monoblock power amps. I with K's help had got them in the car the night before so all I had to do was go.
To go I needed to be Jessica and thinking K was still upstairs as I had provided breakfast in bed an hour earlier, I came down dressed in blue boot cut jeans, a red thick top and wedge heel boots, with the clothes I need for changing on the way home, my makeup bag, handbag, and boxed wig. I intended to finish off in the car.
We I think you can guess.. she was down, I apologised profusely and rushed out, she rushed upstairs and slammed her bedroom door. I thought this was it. I had blown all the hard work. There was nothing I could now do, so off to Jacks I went.
When I got there there was a voicemail message from k. I really did not know what to expect. I listen to it. I said. " Shirls had called her and we had been invited to go with them to dinner at the white hart pub. I was taken aback "we". Not I (her) but we. That I had to contact her (K) if it was OK so Shirls could add us to their booking.
Of course I said yes. What had happened? Why had the booking increased to add us.. I will never know. But I got back home, it was normal no argument just... normal and we had dinner out, as a foursome, a great evening out, back to theirs for coffee and home. Nothing said about the morning. That is what I call good news!!
Hugs
Jessica xxx
