Happy Easter and Stuff

Happy Easter. Happy Passover. Happy Spring.


We had a beautiful, warm Easter Sunday. Our brunch outing continued with a walk down to the town landing and people watching. There was a man with a serious binocular. I was just one. One eyepiece, one lense. Mounted on a tripod. Looking for eagles. I think it was too hazy, too late in the season, and much too warm.

There was a rotting dead fish by the boat launch. Just sayin'. Nature was everywhere. Just stand there and sniff and enjoy the freshness of it all.

Mimosas were on the menu for brunch. Why is it that whenever I order a mimosa out, they put it in an oversized glass which they then fill with ice? Hello? It's champagne, dammit, not vodka. Give me a smaller glass and don't water down my drink. I do NOT want ice with that.

Geez.

It was so nice to be out and about and see people dressed for the occassion of the day. Except one young woman who was wearing an oversized shirt as a dress. I couldn't confirm it, but I hope she was wearing underwear. Carnivale is over.

I made some devilled eggs with some of those we dyed yesterday. I find it unappetizing when the dye seeps through the shell and turns the egg off colors. I put them on the bunny egg plate. Then proceed to stomp around the house killing far too many carpenter ants. They're invading my space and I'm not happy about it. I was inspired to do some serious vacuuming and cleaning up in the kitchen. I've been sort of ... lax lately.

Where was I? Uhm, chocolate? Yes, please. Time to crack open that big-ass chocolate-flavored egg I got this morning. I can hardly wait.

Happy Easter.