I was blessed enough last spring to be invited to a WND = Wednesday Night Dinner. Every Wednesday (or as religiously as they can keep it), a small group of city-dwellers feast on usually homemade, themed cuisine made by the host of the given week. It's a wonderful tradition that I always hoped to bite off them one day. Given that I can barely keep the school lunches straight and every year turns me into more of a chauffeur mom, I was starting to get envious rather than inspired.

Well last week I think it happened. A small collection of girlfriends got together and enjoyed a homemade lunch and a few hours of each other's company. It started on the first day of school, and even some of the hubbies joined in, but now that we've met twice, I think it's official - we're actually doing something social on a regular basis. Wow, that sounds sad, but it's a big thing sometimes for burb-moms.

One more thing to add to my so-happy-to-be-home list.