Anticipation

So Honey (Mr B's mama) calls me up this morning: "Have you seen my pickled egg recipe?!?" Well, hmmm, no...and I'm not sure that I want to. I have never been accused of hording a pickled egg recipe before, and in my defense, I am bout 40 years too young to even want this recipe. Yeckkkkkk! So Honey informs me that she's going to start putting all her recipes in a box on top of her fridge from here on out so the next time she calls I am to remind her of this. And as a good DIL, I gladly agree to be her memory agent before she hustles me off the phone in a tizzy to find this recipe. And for the record: I am NOT looking forward to this pickled Easter disaster. Speaking of retro recipes: how cool is that ad??? Not sure what it is but I am sure Honey would know.

Lil brother has been counting down the days til Easter because he is uber excited about getting a eukele lesson from his cousin. Lil brother won his eukele at a scouting silent auction, much to my dismay and trepidation. (We all know that I do not support the musical arts in the confines of my own home. No classical musician will be gracing Carnegie Hall from this residence-thank you very much. My nerves CAN. NOT. TAKE. IT.) Unfortunately the eukele did not come with a lesson book so lil brother's been making up his own songs. Laws, y'all...the eukele may be small, but it is big on annoying. So actually I am anxiously awaiting the eukele lesson as well. It can only get better from here...or it's going in a yard sale.