Other than the fact that I totally messed up my tea date, it's been a good day. Know why? Because I got to see pictures of my bulldog puppy. All tiny and perfect. A little, tiny, weeny, wrinkly potato of a dog. I'm going to have my very own wheezing, drooling potato. I'll take it for walks. Then it will get tired and want to go home. Potatoes do that.
Plus, I saw three bunnies AND had sushi for lunch.
Plus plus, I had homemade mac and cheese for dinner that made my tummy smile.
So messing up my tea date? I can deal with that. Because nothing says "sorry I got confused" like spelt cookie treats at the next successful meet-up. Am I right? I'll start baking tonight.