Saturday, Good Man and I went up to Mark’s Lover’s house to meet Mark, his lover, and…Diana and Min Gi!
We went into Rockville and had a lovely dinner, where Mark was the annoying customer with too many questions. We then wandered around the town square, where we watched a building get evacuated due to some sort of fire. Or some sort of false fire alarm.
“Oh, it’s your cake, Amanda.”
Diana, Min Gi, Mark, and Lover seemed to get along well, which is always a fine thing.
Good Man and I stayed at Lover’s house, playing some grown-up version of Sorry!, which resulted in much cursing. In short: my husband is vindictive.
A nice weekend.
But dude, my cake didn’t start the fire. I wasn’t even there for cake.