Sunday night don’t know what to write and what not

When I win the lottery I am going to hire someone to do my grocery shopping for me. I don’t mind shopping when its the only thing I have to do… But now that I’m an adult that doesn’t happen. There must be food to eat in the house as Mr. Ariel and Emma get ever so grumpy when I don’t feed them often, so out to procure food I went.
Brian’s family is one of those families who eat together regularly and it was my turn to cook. I have known all of them for about a year and half now but we’ve only been eating together for about 6 months- the amount of time Brian and I have been living together. I still get really really nervous cooking for them because Martha is such a good cook and she knows all of their little quirky food habits. Jenny (Brian’s sister) doesn’t like a lot of food so I’m always really worried that she won’t like it. I should probably stop worrying, cause it hasn’t happened yet.
But between shopping and cooking my day has wiggled away from me…
Dinner was fine, Emma was only mildly monstrous but I’m tired.
I’m contemplating a bath and a glass of wine. And snuggles. Lots of them.

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