three in a row

it has just occured to me that we have somehow managed to do weekend type things every weekend for the last three weeks. once we had lunch in melbourne with friends and their twins; then we went to dinner at a friend's place; and yesterday we had other friends over and cooked fancy soup, tricky cheescake and a yummy apricot and chocolate slice. Much as i am embarassed to admit it, I never feel quite so competent and womanly as when i bake a slice. it is right up there with lace edged hankies, well ironed kids pyjamas and neatly organised tupperware on the indicators of domestic mastery. it's hardly a social whirl but hey, it's a start.