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Spring Break: Play-by-Play

Well, that was not much of a spring break. I still didn’t get a day to sleep in as late as I could. It’s sad, really; sleep and I used to be such close friends.

Because a lot happened last week, I’m going to condense a lot of smaller post into one long bulleted one. It’s just more efficient.

  • Sister is okay. She had surgery last Monday to have her tonsils removed. While the procedure went well, the following week was horrid at best. She’s finally gone 24 hours now without throwing up, and she looks much better tonight. She’s talking and even eating a little bit, so we’re pretty sure she’s on the mend now. Thank God for that; she had me worried.
  • Holy Week is over! Holy Week is one of the busiest times of the year for the church, and it is finally over for a whole nother year. In case I haven’t explained it before, I am a secretary at a church. I am also the daughter of the Director of Christian Education at said church. This means that I spend a great deal of time at the church, either for my own job or to help my mother out. Considering Mom had to stay home with Sister all last week… last week was a lot of work, which is now over. Yeees.
  • Spent what time I could with the Boys. I love them. They make my life that much better.
  • I got… an interesting text message Monday morning. That is a blog for another time; the story is too long to post here, especially since I was a great bonehead and accidentally deleted the messages, so I can’t post exact quotes. Bad blogger, I know. I’m sorry.
  • Dante and I work well together in the kitchen. We learned this Tuesday night when we made my mother’s stuffed meatloaf. I know the standard response to “meatloaf” is a grimace and a slow retreat, but I swear this is the best meatloaf ever concocted. It’s stuffed with ham and cheese, and it’s brilliant. I’ll think about posting the recipe one of these days. Maybe. At any rate, we made it from the recipe as Mom dictated over the phone, and, aside from being a bit sloppy-looking, it was really pretty good. I was just a little proud.

There was, of course, much more, but it is very late, and I am one tired girl. Had rehearsals tonight for The Vagina Monologues. It will all be over Saturday night, thank God. Still more on that later… Right now, sleep.

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3 Responses

  1. Oh, I’m so envious of your ‘kitchen partnership’. Dreamboat is desperately inept when it comes to anything but coffee, eggs and oven-grilled chicken, so our cooperation at the countertop consists mostly of me giving him step-by-step instructions and him whining why on earth does he always have to get the messiest tasks while I all I do is stir occasionally and look pretty. Crybaby ;op

  2. Hee. That doesn’t tend to be a problem with us; actually, I hardly had to tell Dante what to do.. And I like to do the messy stuff, anyway, so there’s no problem there.

    Maybe he’d be better off baking than cooking? Cakes, cookies and the like tend to be easier than cooking meal-type things. It’s easier to tell when they’re done, for one.

  3. Actually, you might be right. He’s been saying he’ll bake me some buns for weeks now… unless that’s some sort of kinky euphemism I haven’t encountered yet, I might have a budding baker here :o)

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