Ack! The week is getting away from me. Moira, Lauren and Grace came by for dinner on Sunday. Katherine bought this cake from Whole Foods: a tarte tropezienne. I could only think of the British Baking show when I saw this cake. It’s an odd cake/bread tasty treat.
Grace drew a picture of Max for us. Max did great all thanksgiving weekend! I usually crate her up for all large parties because I think she sniffs people’s crotches too much and she begs too much, but this time, I let her attend all the parties and all the guests fawned over her and she only got a little bit of turkey! (I did crate her up for 60 minutes or so when a particular person I know was there who really is scared of Max, but otherwise, Max roamed around all day/evening.)
To reassert dominance after many days with many different guests in/out/above/below/into/out of his beloved kitchen (everyone is very kind and helps out in the kitchen cleaning up and putting away, but they generally put away in odd places leaving Jeremy a little bit off kilter when he returns and tries to cook again), Jeremy inexplicably started decluttering the kitchen on Sunday morning.
And to bring the week up to now, Vince played dodge ball at scouts last night and I (oddly) hung out to watch and chatted with a bunch of people who I often dodge (ha ha). I don’t really dodge them, I’m just usually running back/forth to various activities and don’t stay long in places.