Easter 2013

I'm a bit late getting this posted,

but wanted to share a little Easter joy with you. 

The Wednesday before Easter, one of my residents surprised me with a delicious Easter lunch and a

box of chocolate treats. 

She decorated everything...even the orange:) 

My sweet residents are why I love my job!

Easter Lunch from a sweet resident!

One of my favorite Easter traditions is decorating the cross with flowers. 

(If you're not familiar with this practice,

please click here for a great overview.)

As I drove up Route 14 through King & Queen County earlier this week,

I noticed that several churches had put their Flowering Crosses outside

on display. 

Despite the fact that the flowers were beginning to wilt,

they were beautiful! 

My pictures don't really do them justice, but you get the general idea.



Old Church United Methodist Church - King & Queen Co.

 

Poroporone Baptist Church - King & Queen Co.

 I shipped Snow White's Easter treat box out to her earlier in March,

so there were no baskets to be found at Casa de Envy on Easter morning. 

In addition, both of my family gatherings took place Saturday.  

Combine all of that with the fact that the weather Sunday was dreadful, 

and you had the perfect recipe for lying on the sofa and napping

watching movies.

Easter landed in March this year, and we have yet to experience a truly warm day. 

I'm anxious for spring to arrive. 

Ah, who am I kidding?  I'm ready for summer!

Have a great weekend!



Merroir

 I had the pleasure of spending Sunday afternoon sitting on the porch at Merroir with the one and only

 Chesapeake Bay Woman!

There may have been wine. 

This driftwood bears an uncanny resemblance to our hair after venturing outside to take photos on a VERY windy afternoon!



"No Wake" = Thanks, Daylight Saving Time.  I dread you every year.

On this particular visit, I opted for
the caesar salad and crabcake with remoulade 
instead of oysters.

Annnnnndddd, there's the wine...

 CBW,

You always find a way to make

me pee myself laughing 

even the worst of days

worthwhile :)

Friday Cheers

Wine tastes better when you're overlooking the ocean.  Fact.

“Wine is one of the most civilized things in the world and one of the most natural things of the world that has been brought to the greatest perfection, and it offers a greater range for enjoyment and appreciation than, possibly, any other purely sensory thing.”

― Ernest Hemingway   

 
“[I]t is the wine that leads me on,

the wild wine

that sets the wisest man to sing

at the top of his lungs,

laugh like a fool – it drives the

man to dancing... it even

tempts him to blurt out stories

better never told.”

― Homer, The Odyssey

Getaway

The winter BLAHS got the best of me last week, so I decided to take a spur of the moment trip to meet a friend in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina.

Sunshine, sand, sea, seafood, and '70's tunes.

Spectacular!

The weather was cool and breezy, but warm enough for jeans and flip flops. 

It seems that I never remember just how wonderful the sand feels under my feet

until I'm walking in it once again. 

Pity those times are so infrequent.

The sound of the ocean and the feel of the sand seem to sooth the soul. 

Well, mine anyway.

     There wasn't much competition from other

        shell-seekers,          

so I was able to bring home some beauties.

Shells and memories 

make the best souvenirs.

As with all good things, the weekend getaway ended much too quickly.
Or, perhaps, right on time...

  

Modern Dating



Photo borrowed from here:  http://www.bengay.com/bengay-greaseless-pain-relieving-cream

 Those of you who know me IRL are aware that I am single.  You are also aware that there really isn't much out there in Singleville from which to choose...especially when one lives in a VERY rural area, and one's job involves linking senior citizens with community services, providing exactly ZERO chance of meeting someone who is single, has a job, and doesn't need a ride to the orthopaedist.

Combine those elements with the fact that I really don't enjoy the whole bar scene, and prefer to eat out at 5:00 p.m. so I can get home before dark, and you have a recipe for living the rest of my freaking life alone!! 

Just when you (meaning ME) and your (meaning MY) single friends begin to try to convince yourselves that there really IS someone out there who is just right for you, and that happiness is just a unicorn and a pound of glitter away, life steps in with yet another reminder that it's all really one big lesson...

Today, at work, an 83 year old resident came to my office.  He brought me a small paperback Farmer's Almanac cookbook...which was very thoughtful.  He then proceeded to ask me out to dinner.  Seriously?  Is this what I have to look forward to?  Am I destined, at 46, to be responsible for false teeth removal and daily Ben Gay application?  I really thought I would be able to shirk THOSE duties for at least a few more years.  And PLEASE don't get me started on ADL assistance...especially the whole toileting issue.  I don't mind feeding you pablum, but I would prefer that you be able to wipe your own butt.  At least on the first date.  Is that too much to ask?

The lesson?  Set the bar low.  You won't ever be disappointed.  

Delivah me!