I have made meatballs for dinner.
The lady who runs the inn has been cooking fancy dinners for us non-stop, so I offered to make dinner tonight. Mike's favorite.
No idea if it's gonna be like meatballs back home... there was a bit of a communication issue with me and the butcher. He is very very nice. Lots of hand gestures and broken french.
I am now doing laundry, watching new moon, and about to take a shower.
Exciting day, I know.
I went to a crazy crazy place with Mike last week. What could best be described as a junk shop. Everything from broken ancient bikes to weird teapots. They had a box of pirate keys.
I went back to get 3 keys, and a mug.
Er...Happy Easter? Kind of a lame easter basket... but... eh.
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