1) my homemade lasagne
No, I’m not speaking of the impending demise of Xanga, which will come soon enough – goodbye and goodluck.
Rather, I’m talking lasagne, which in our home means I must be heading somewhere – presently off to London and then onwards to Toronto. A tradition we try to honour is that I make a lasagne for G when I’m gone. So, see you soon G (aka lasagne!).
… oh, and our Bud Red Light arrived today … just in time for the start of the Chicago/Boston Stanley Cup finale.