Pie

Felix has been cooking pies and I'm so proud of him. He makes his own pastry, everything is from scratch. It's just so amazing to me, like some weird science project. Like, for instance, he made a lemon merigue pie. You know the lemony filling? It doesn't just happen. You actually make it and it turns out the same as the frozen ones you buy from the shop. That's amazing to me.

They taste nice. Because he's cooking like this, it makes me want to open my coffee shop so much more. Imagine that- a cafe that makes their own food? Well, I'm sure they normally do. But mine doesn't so it's amazing to me. Especially since the things he makes are so nice and he loves doing it.

There was a point in his life when he actually wanted to be a chef, but he just threw it all away for no real reason. He seems to do this a lot, like he just gets bored with things. I'm in no rush for him to find himself, but his family is always pushing him. I'm happy with him the way he is just as long as it doesn't stop me from doing what I want to do, which it doesn't. I just wish he would have a job now.

I decided that I'm not going to get a job until after Christmas, because if I get a job now it won't be possible for me to take the holidays off, obviously. Felix and K are going to come on Boxing Day and mum and I will go and pick them up in Melbourne. Boxing Day shopping in Melbourne! Hooray! So excited. It almost makes those 2 weeks we'll be apart okay.

K wants a husky. I don't know how I feel about that. Felix and I already have a dog and I don't know about feeding, nor how long we're going to be in that particular town where having a backyard is an option. K doesn't even know how long he's going to be in Australia. I don't like people who will get an animal without knowing that they need to actually be there and look after it. I confronted him, but he says he'll take it back with him.

I sincerely hope so. I mean, it will be so damn cute, but he wants the kind that looks like a wolf. I would've gone for a brown one myself, I think they look kinder.

Anyway, who am I to talk? I want a kitten so badly. Between both of my parents houses we already have 4 cats.

I can't wait to become an old person so that I can become *the* crazy cat lady.