GOOD WEEK ENDS ARE NOT A GIVEN
I had such a busy but good week-end. I baked four cakes on Friday for a friend and the good part of it is I never had a single bite of them. But I was tired and lazy afterward. But they were all new ones and that was the greatest fun. Saturday I did little more than those things necessary. I made up for that on Sunday. My George is a rebel rouser on Sundays. He would not consider that an appropriate title but he is gone from 6 a.m. to noon and after lunch a nap and back out again, I followed him... Sign in to see full entry.