I’ve been trying to keep a list of things I haven’t done or tried. Ever.

Turns out, for someone who thinks she’s done a lot and ventured out there on the edge, there’s so much I haven’t f-ing experienced.

Now this … this is good stuff right here … unknown territory I’m venturing into. I like unknown territories. They don’t frighten, they thrill me. Particularly when I’m clueless about the language.

For example, let’s take the language of scones. Never had one. Had no clue what they tasted like. I know, I’m not really sure how this is possible either … but this morning I vowed to change that around.

You, my peeps, are here to witness the very first ever scone, of a very buttery proportion with lots of cranberries in it that just typing about, has my mouth watering.

Scone, where for art thou been all my life?

In other important news … Maman arrives today. As in an hour. I can hardly handle that a mere 60 minutes separates us. While it’s a quick visit, it is a visit and that’s all that matters to me.

Here’s to a great weekend, of trying new things and enjoying …