I am having a little dinner party at my house tomorrow, where we'll be making homemade pasta and cooked-from-scratch bolognese sauce. All together, an about five hour process. Since I will be flying east on Wednesday morning, I've got quite a few things to do prior to departure-including a major presentation. So here I am at 11:45pm, prepping my tomato sauce for tomorrow. Why I am blogging right now is beyond me.
Either way, I still can't find that darn sock. They looked at my kind of funny at the gym as I was going through their lost of found section, looking for my sock. Next, I will be calling whoever has been in my loft in the past three weeks. It's got to be somewhere.