eggland stretch-out

So this has been the longest Sunday in a while. I awoke early this morning to prepare and ice "Easter Nest" cupcakes with my mother. Then the day continued with a brief writing of research on a paper that I told myself to finish yesterday but of course didn't. But I am fairly close. Then the checklist of food to prepare for easter dinner filled the rest of the early morning. The macaroni and cheese and squash casserole and brownies and biscuits and sweet potatoes were made last night. The ham and chicken and rolls and asparagus were made today. And then there were the calculated oven reheatings of the various foods. I caught a nap in the middle of this all somehow luckily. The afternoon signalled the feast. Pictures to come...
I'm up this late still putting off that research paper I mentioned earlier. I think today's combination of jelly beans, chocolate eggs, and karaoke driving just threw my focus off too much. I wrote a bit about two hours ago but was then sidetracked by a search for a Chevette. We had a family slideshow today where I was introduced to one of my family's first cars, the Chevette. I can't shake that car from my mind. What a sweet little ride. I found one in Acworth and then proceeded to obtain the market value of my current car. I could definitely trade in the Olds' for the Chevette with change to spare.

frEYEday

Month long vacation, huh? Well, that puts me in April and a month away from summer break. Things to look forward to: 2 books, 1 website, 5 prints, 2 research papers, 1 presentation, wisdom teeth removal, packing up my bedroom. The list may be longer, but I don't remember the rest right now. I woke up an hour later than usual, skipping my morning routine of time-wasting and breakfast-eating. It is cold, maybe in the fifties (yes that is cold to me). I just got some pictures of my nephew playing in the Colorado snow and that, I believe, is the real cold.
[picture to be inserted later alligator]
Easter is this weekend so I'm headed to SC after work. I plan on dying eggs and eating jelly beans and chocolate rabbits. The egg dying is fun but I really can't stand the vinegar's smell. That really is one of my least favorite smells. When I was younger, my mom was thrilled to find out that vinegar was an antiseptic, so she mopped the kitchen floor with it, filling the house with that pungent vinegar scent. Dying eggs won't be that bad I guess.

This is the "World's Largest Easter Egg," located in Canada.
Speaking of places other than my USA, I'll be leaving for Italy soon. I bought some new shoes for the trip and dropped the most cash I ever had on a pair. When I brought them home and tried them out with my wardrobe, however, they looked rather wonky or wacky or earthy or silly. They were Clarks Trek for women, an awesome shoe, but they just didn't work. Maybe if they came in patent leather.

left: original desert trek right: red patent leather?

Now that I see them both, neither looks that good. I returned the ones I bought because of this.

Mama, they've got fruit punch

Saturday started with an overdue trip to J and J. Very busy. A man who was offering decorative, vintage houswares alerted me to his lack of sales by stating that, "The problem with this place [j and j flea market] is that there's never a male homosexual around when you need one."
I saw about twenty people holding some sort of small dog (throughout the day- at j and j and downtown combined). Half of them were small dogs, and the other half were puppies. We all must need some affection and need to give some, too.
We passed cages full of roosters, or, more appropriately, cocks. They were all different sizes and colors and very attractive despite their ominous crows and threatening spurs.
My fave spot was called "Pop Goes the Culture," a J and J regular offering records, movies, posters and books. Great selection and awesome pricing. I found these "Reese's Pieces presents E.T." stickers crammed next to a book shelf. There are about eight of them, each a different filmic still. Javier got them for a quarter.
I didn't purchase any items from P.G.t.C this week. My chosen buy was found outside, leaning against one of the folding card tables at the rainwater-filled-pond's side: a framed portrait of a piglet sitting in a romantic interior. A little wonky but worth the buck.

Thurzday

there is a tired black and white cat asleep on my chest. her ears twitch with slight motions. two clocks are ticking in conversation.

today sung in the shower: greensleeves
today's fave eat: mom's thawed-out fruitcake

got a compliment on my har. and then was asked to possibly cut the complimenter's hair.
my manager had a wisdom tooth ache- i told him to stop thinking so hard.

on tuesday i bound a stiff-leaf with a fish image theme. once i finished i realized i couldn't open the book, though, because i had forgotten to bone down the interior fold. so i started on a second stiff-leaf in a heart shape (when open). i was working on it a few hours ago and one of the hinged pages ripped apart. on to try #3...

i get to go to the dentist tomorrow for the first time in four or so years.
better line up, boys. this girl's gonna be fresh for kissin'!
after that i have an orientation session for my new student job in the study abroad office.
i can't wait to answer all the phone calls in my practiced British accent.