i am cooking dinner for my father, sister and husband, at my parents house tonight. my mother is out to dinner with friends, forgetting that we come to her house every thursday.
i was planning on a beef stirfry.
i realised this afternoon when we got home from work that i'd taken mince out of the freezer instead of beef strips.
so instead, a new concoction is simmering away. my sister dislikes spaghetti bolognase. so i'm making a beef pasta bake, without the bake part. hpoefully it's nice.
my father isn't home yet though. and his phone is off. so hopefully he's here in 10 minutes. especially because he's the one who thought it was a good idea we still come over, and i cook.
my parents house smells like paint. because it is being painted. but they have fast internet. so i'm happy to live with a headache for the evening.
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