|Donuts. Look yummy. Taste less. Oh well.|
Part 1Where did I leave off? Right. Sunday. So, while the farmer’s market may not be a tradition, Easter Sunday Resurrection Rolls most certainly are. Basically they are sugar dough wrapped in marshmallows and when they bake the marshmallow melts leaving the dough hollow on the inside. Yummy, but almost too sweet if such a thing exists. Tradition I will carry on to infinity? I think yes. Just as soon as I lean how to make them…
Anyway, church this year was a combined service at Davies Symphony Hall. <dork> It was amazing! I always hate that they don’t let you sing in concerts, but since this was church I could sing all I wanted. Sweet. We sat in orchestra which was indescribably cool other than that I was taking a picture before we started and then a man sat directly in front of me. </dork>
I am purposely not talking about the camera debacle, but there was one, and these will be the last pictures from this camera for a while. </idontwanttotalkaboutit>
After church we went home to change clothes and then went to go see/participate in Bring Your Own Big Wheel. Basically, it’s a “race” down one of the steeper hill in the city that includes around seven hairpin turns. I went down on a tiny plastic motorcycle which was awesome, but did not have a way to steer. Let’s just say I didn’t win in the traditional sense. Or in any sense really. There’s a reason there are no pictures of me in the race.
Home. Dinner of yummy food that I appreciate more and more the longer I have to feed myself. The rest of the day was uneventful which was actually probably not good considering that I had (have) so much work to do. It’s beginning to be time for mantras and all-nighters. I cannot even describe how much I’m not looking forward to that part.In unrelated news I am still somewhat stunned that I had to break this up in to two posts. I probably didn’t HAVE to, but on some level I’m kind of impressed with myself for being able to eek this out for content… I mean. I could have… It was… I talk too much.