and Easter comes!

Somehow, after a Good Friday that included the passing of my friend Jeff, and the very somber Tenebrae service at church, I somehow thought that my morning walk through the park would include flowers that were singing animated-Disney style, grass that would have magically turned from brown to green over night, gentle breezes of 70 degrees and sun with rays you could practically touch.

Well, it is a pretty day, but far from 70 and the breeze was cold. The picture doesn't do the flowers justice, I couldn't get good light with the camera phone and didn't want to slow down my walk too much.

In just a minute, I need to go shave and shower and try to find something to wear. Half my stuff is dirty, all my dress shirts are at the dry cleaners, the rest doesn't match each other. And somehow with my intent to experience Easter at my own church, I completely don't have any plans for Easter lunch. My Mom & Dad are 80 miles from here, so even if I drive there directly after church, Dad will have long ago filled his plate. It's really not a big deal, it's not like I don't have friends or something like that. I just don't have lunch plans. I may make something fun for myself ~ like maybe I'll go catch a movie, or I'll go to Picadilly and watch all the old people in the cafeteria. I bet Picadilly has, at the very least, decent food, if not good. I doubt an ounce of it is healthy, but that's o.k.

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The church service was beautiful, and the sermon was a very uplifting one. Still no plans for lunch, and nothing on the Malco in which I'm interested. Sissy (Noodle) just texted me, and she and hers are headed home as we speak. At this point, even if I were to drive straight home, it would be 2:30 or so before I got there, and any/all Easter festivities would be over. So I shamelessly indulged myself in the Easter blog above.

I think I really will go to Picadilly for lunch. It seems like the corny kind of thing I would like to do. It's after 1 now, so by the time I get there, much of the crowd should have dissipated, right?
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Well, my friends J&B(ubbles) just called ~ I was secretly hoping they would, but I didn't want to intrude on their earlier family event. Bubbles and I are baking a Splenda recipe cake for a potluck at work. One of my employees is genuinely diabetic, and two others are actively working on some health goals. So I thought I could buy a Splenda cake - no luck - so I've enlisted the help of Bubbles on baking one. She's about to go take a walk and I said I've had one for the day, but I could ride over and have another. I have to pick up eggs and Splenda on the way.

A tiny part of me really wishes I had gone after church. But like I said, my Dad would have already eaten by the time I got there, and I have no idea what the rest of the family had planned. And I am still flat broke. Just got paid, and paid the rent and a few other bills, and I am truly broke. So I need to watch the spending.
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Had a very nice afternoon and the cake turned out fine. Well, it turned out O.K. Apparentl Splenda cakes aren't the same as regular cakes. It's really not sweet at all. But I am mulling in my head some creative ways I can make a low sugar icing ~ perhaps using fresh fruit and low sugar vanilla yogurt or something.

Mom said she cooked a pot roast in the crock pot last night, and she & Dad went to church this morning and sat down to Easter lunch. She said my brother and his family went to church with his mother in law. Mom is making me some new curtains for the bedroom, using some fabric that MyFella found at his W-M (empire of evil). Mom & Dad are coming to town on Saturday, and planning on bringing my oldest nephew. It will be good to see them.

Good weekend, Happy Easter, have a good week!