They are the only day of the week I can actually breathe and feel like myself.
Today I pulled out my super woman costume.
Raising with the fresh air and warm sun was like an energy bar. I think I stunned my house parents when I offered to help my house dad paint the exterior walls. My house mom was anxious the whole time because she wanted to start lunch, but I was supposed to show her how to make my grandmother's Mac-n-Cheese. She kept looking at my like, 'the crazy gringa isn't acting lady-like again' but lord knows y house dad appreciated the help. He thought it was the funniest thing in the world and they insisted on taking photos. Upon completion I quickly tore off my superwoman costume and washed the "worker woman's" evidence from my paint covered hands and took my place in the kitchen.
I have to say that the cheese just wasn't the same. While the mac-n-cheese was super tasty, the cheese just wasn't cheddar (which I can't find). I used Edam, very similar flavor, but doesn't have the sharpness. The family ate it all up though, but it was clear it wasn't as much of a hit as the pizza. They asked for lasagna next time I cook. I think they have discovered the brilliance that is Italian food.
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