Well, it’s another dreary, rainy day in central Pennsylvania. Spring is certainly off to a slow start. The flowers are blooming and the trees are budding, but the weather has been mostly cool and wet. It’s safe to say that I’m not the only one with a major hankering for spring!
Let the randomness begin:
I have three lamps in my office. By using them, I avoid the unflattering and eye-straining glare of the overhead flourescent lights. On Monday, two of the bulbs burned out, and yesterday the third one gave out. Amazing timing, don’t you think?
Jeff and I had a pretty low-key, relaxing Easter weekend. This year, we enjoyed Easter dinner with a group of 13 other “orphans,” meaning those who were without biological family nearby to celebrate the holiday with. Let me tell you though, there was a definite sense of family around the table as we enjoyed a delicious Easter potluck at Ruth and Terry’s. What wonderful, gracious hosts to exchange a restful Sunday afternoon for a hectic house full of people. We felt blessed to celebrate the Savior amongst such loving friends.
I’m totally having one of those weeks where I’m feeling a bit overcommited. Of course, it’s all good stuff, but it’s taking its toll nonetheless. Evening commitments on Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday and hosting company on Saturday might be a bit too much. Note to self.
One wonderful stress reliever about this week was the season premier of “Deadliest Catch” last night. Jeff and I have been anticipating the return on this show for months, and we were in place right at 9 p.m. to see the new season get started. I could hardly stand the suspense of whether Phil would skipper the Cornelia Marie this king crab season after this terrible health issues last season. I’m disappointed that the boat left the dock without him…it won’t be the same, for sure. And, while I certainly don’t wish Keith any harm (he had both a scare with cancer and a head injury last night), I could do with him and the Wizard getting considerably less air time. There, I said it. Mean? Maybe. Honest. Yes.