I've been cooking a lot since summer started.

I've made: home made pizza from scratch (dough and sauce; the cheese was packaged, of course), chicken with mozzarella, zucchini and tomato and penne in pesto for a side, seafood (shrimp, scallop and mussel) pasta with a garlic cream sauce, devilled eggs, and tonight I'll be making sea scallops in penne with a spicy red sauce and some thick beef fillets (basically fancy surf and turf).

I plan on making key lime pies this summer, though I already have done that, and chocolate liqueurs with maraschino cherries inside again, but I completely forgot how to make them since it was a few years ago that I did. Mmm. They're going to be so good... And I'm going to get so fat.

Currently there is a beautiful boy, sleeping with an arm flung over my chest and one to cradle my head for good measure. I am warm and happy... and having trouble typing, but it's all good. <3

I don't suppose anyone can help me?

So, someone's friendly to you, nice and sweet, willing to confide in you despite that the friendship is still in early stages. It's a good kind of friendship, and it's exciting for me because it's been a really, really long time since I've even bothered to step outside of my protective circle of the "familiar" and into the unknown.

And then I messed it up. I think.

I dunno what I did, but my friend is no longer so friendly. Perhaps I gave the wrong impressions, thought I wasn't meaning to, or perhaps it's nothing and I'm just... crazy. Both are equally possible.

Thing is, I don't feel comfortable enough to confront the person like I would in a normal situation. I get the impression I've already infringed upon some boundary that I wasn't supposed to, and to press the issue would only make the situation worse.

...But I feel awkward, and it makes me unhappy. I wish someone read my blog so that I could get some input. *Sigh.*