I made my granny and aunt (and myself) dinner tonight. I know it's not really a big deal but I was kinda proud of myself. Not that I made anything fancy (italian sausage, homefries with fried onion and corn) but I still cooked something. For someone who doesn't really know how to cook and who never really does ever, it's an accomplishment. I'm going to try to do it more often. They were pretty happy and they said that they enjoyed it at least. They couldn't believe it and were like watching me the whole time in case I was going to poison and kill them by mistake, but I didn't. so yay! Maybe one day I'll cook Jesse super but I have a bit of learning to go before I try that.
Today I went to a place called umm i think the Atwater market for the first time in my life, I didn't even know that it existed. Oh man... there were fruits, pasteries (sp?) and chocolate all over the place. It was kool and I went with Jesse and his mom and his mom's friend. Man it's like the best feeling ever to think your boyfriend's parents actually like you. :) Not that people's parents usually don't like me but well you know...