Nothing to Tell

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Collette woke up that morning to find that OLeif had been to the grocery store and had returned to make homemade biscuits and gravy, scrambled eggs, and bacon. Collette had to admit once again, that she had managed to marry a good chef. Over the course of the afternoon, he also prepared pasta and meat sauce. Collette was also pleased that he had a hankering to cook, as cooking had never been a pastime of her own.

And as nothing terribly eventful happened that Saturday, Collette looked forward to the thunderstorms, predicted to arrive early the next morning.

“Mourning the loss of Pluto… my favorite planet…” – Carrie-Bri IM away message