Mid-week potluck.

As Jeremy’s out of town, I like to suspend lots of activities and just concentrate on running the house, but a few friends were going to this church potluck on Wed night, so I was like what the hell. I’ll go and bring the entire crew. And so we all went, me, Edda, Felix, Ginny and Joab.

I spent part of the afternoon making a baked ziti and some cookies (the blue tray in the corner). I was a little worried that the baked ziti was going to be ignored, but it turned out – that the potluck was heavy on dessert and very light on main courses, so…the ziti got demolished and then cookies did not. If I’m going to show up to potlucks and provide the main course, I need to think of how to make it less carb-y. I’ll figure it out. I should have brought a green salad. Oh well.

We tried to stay for the vesper service, but…I literally have no idea, Edda waits for it to be completely quiet before she starts vocalizing very, very loudly. She’s quiet during the meal, she’s quiet during the car ride, she’s quiet during transitions, but somehow during sermon – she’s like AMEN AMEN AMEN AMEN (well not like that, but something like that.)