Toiling, working..

Dinner guests tonight, none other than the very "those that spawned me", so I'm toiling away like a little beaver getting the place ready, fixing up the refreshments.. this place is a dump but goddammit if I ain't gonna get it sparkling..

well, as sparkling as half a day's moderate toil can achieve. I am making bread after all, and I had to run out and get some ingredients that I previously thought I had but didn't after all, and I have refreshments to prepare. The main course has already been premade by considerably more hard working than me man friend, but I need to chop up tomatoes so there.

Now, if only Cooley will greet them nicely :Z