My head hurts

It's amazing how my memory plays tricks on me. I just spent the evening having dinner with an old friend and his brother and his brother's girlfriend. I haven't seen this man in about 2 years but we have half hearted e-mails going back and forth. When I first saw him all I could think of was "Wow. You're not blonde" And he was in fact, not blonde. But that's how I remember him!!!! I have very specific pictures of him in my head and he is blonde! Oh, and I told him and he denies ever being blonde. Even now, I feel as if I've been tricked as though this reality was somehow wrong. The entire evening, this is all I could think about. Anyway, I drank too much red wine. I thought it would be ok but now I have a pounding headache that I am trying to cure with massive amounts of water. This is why I switched to white wine. Yuck.

Onwards.
My mother was very sweet yesterday. She spent the entire day cooking for my sister. Mind you, my sisters and I have never considered our mother to be particularly maternal but she has always come through. As the live in sister I got the goods too. Yum. Here's her fab chicken porridge. Note the spoon in the bottom left, at the ready.


Soon I will learn how to resize these pictures.