The joy of cooking

The joy of cooking is so entirely dependent on the possibility of wearing a super cute apron.

I didn’t know if I entirely *got* Katie‘s apron trip but now that have the joy of wearing a super cute Sharon creation, I get it. Totally. Aprons rock.

So today I received a visit at work from Sharon and her two lovely kiddos. Man they were cool. Very much a sparkly pair, those red headed junior-Sharons. I’d happily have them as my daily entertainment. More people should come and steal me away from work. It was fun!

But along with a visit, Sharon also brought along an apron she had made for a giveaway and the package included CHOCOLATE (of the fair trade, organic, orange variety), a World Sweet World mag, and a scooby (did I get that right????) made by her clever eldest kiddo. She was at a French lesson so couldn’t join us for our cafe date (French! I think I love her too). Man I’m spoiled. But next time for sure and nous pouvons parler en francais! (Wayyyy outta practise) [Wednesday edit: just realised I wrote the French ALL wrong. Now it is only marginally wrong. Gotta get some lessons again!]

I apologise for not having pictures of the other stuff, lighting round here is shocking and the photos were a blurry mess. And then somehow the chocolate disappeared so there wasn’t much chance of a pic of that but I’m sure you all know what chocolate looks like. And an empty packet. The scooby is much more intriguing but I think I’ll get a pic of that once it graduates onto my key ring and I can get rid of the hideous key locator neck thingy that is keeping them from being lost on there now.

So. Good day.

I also booked tickets for my trip to Auckland to meet Charlie and hang with my cousin Heather. Extra good day.