Love Hurts

I don't know if this is Kath Weston's fault or if I just love dinner parties with my nearest and dearest this much, but I badly needed Emma and Brady to hang out tonight for pasta with ricotta and broccoli, homemade bruschetta, and chardonnay. And it was wonderful. This is in spite of the fact that I badly stubbed my toe while I was putting the bruschetta in the oven, and only realized after I got back from watching Glee that I think I split my toenail and noticed a greyish crack on my pinky toe that is starting to seriously hurt. Regardless, the chardonnay is helping.