Saturday Darlene came over and we made soup. I use the term "we" very loosely here because I haven't grocery shopped in over three weeks, which means the only things in my fridge are a container of spinach, a jug of cranberry juice, two sticks of butter, one container of greek yogurt and (inexplicably) three bottles of poppy seed dressing. Also, I didn't do anything outside of chop a few onions. I spent the rest of my time chilling out with Evan who has very serious thoughts on Batman, dinosaurs and how many Smarties he can cram into his mouth at one time.
The soup turned out to be awesome, however I'm sad to report that Darlene insisted on taking her son home with her when she left. Oh well. At least I got a tube of lemongrass paste out of it.
