Sunday, Bloody Hot Sunday ...

Another crazy Sunday.

Husband engaged in pool safety education.

Myself and the bestie started Feb fast.

We finished quickly thereafter.

After breaking the drought I found the bestie in the pool in snorkelling gear and flippers. I'm yet to receive an explanation.

I cooked this.

Jamie Oliver's sausage panzanella. It was ok. I'll give it a B-. 

The tennis court continues its long, painful, expensive road to death.

The sky teased us with cloud despite remaining a muggy 44 degrees. Perhaps an eligible excuse for the breaking Feb fast?

As for school lunches. Sunday is hubby's night so the kids will probably get a peanut butter sandwich (despite the "no nuts" policy) and a three week old apple.

I am told it takes 21 days for a child to starve to death, which is somewhat reassuring.

And in dressing for the school run tomorrow - I'm feeling Ms Moore.