

We were back for my business meeting with friends. We are in the process of setting up a local "store" and are just beginning our business plan. Everything is working well at this point with a few rough bumps along the way. But its a learning process!
They left close to 5pm. The plan was to head to the movies after dinner and cake but my husband kind of derailed that by making "fresh" pasta for our lasagna. He had a package of lasagna noodles from the store so I'm not sure the reasoning on this. In any case it was a rather stressful and frenzied rush out the door without cake. I am amazed at how much I dislike a change in plans sometimes. The handmade pasta under other circumstances would have been delightful but I just couldn't enjoy it. Well 60 seconds is not how long I intended to spend eating dinner.