Dr. Who Night

I made a cake. I was going to make it anyway, but I made it on Saturday so I could pawn it off share it with folks who gathered to watch Dr. Who (Colin's got us all hooked). The newest episode was really creepy! It was about these "weeping angels" who are stone statues when you're looking at them but as soon as you turn away or the light goes out or you blink, they advance, ready to eat you and spit you out in 1920 or so. Yeah, it's a little complicated... but they're like a cross between the ninja cat and those freaky videos that are of something innocuous and then all of a sudden it's some crazy scary face and it's screaming at you. Yeah, I know you fell for one of those at least once.

Anyway, cake. Lemon

and raspberry

and food coloring and sprinkles.

Also, Raleigh is allowed on the couch at Colin's so he was pretty happy about the whole Dr. Who viewing thing.

See those eyes? Those are the "Mom I'm so happy right now please don't make me get off the couch" eyes. "Unless it's to get up on that chair with you. That would be okay."

The sky looked kind of pretty like it was clearing up, and then it was like "BAM, I'm gonna rain on your FACE."

Rain, rain, go away
Come again another day
When I don't have to buy groceries

Gosh Inez, you really like that cemetery, don't you?

I have absolutely no idea what would give you that idea.

Shades of pink

Saturday walk in the cemetery with Raleigh:

I took my ipod, thinking I would catch up on some This American Life. I decided I needed pepping up more, so I turned on my latest dance playlist so loud that Lady Gaga was all there was. I tried to smell the pretty pink flowers and couldn't smell them because the music was so loud. I danced around the cemetery looking at all the shades of pink suddenly blooming and singing along to Love Story even though I was probably off-key. Whatever, it was just me and my dog.

Easter weekend

I dropped my dog off for a weekend-long doggy playdate.

(play)

(date)

Then I flew to Cleveland to hang out with my relatives.

(do you like how I'm in my 20s and still doing patterns with patterns? I'll dig up a picture from when I'm 5 for you one of these days. then you'll really see how it's done)


We made labels for our Easter baskets.

Then we made Easter eggs.

Also I did some baking.

Because I've been thinking about how cross buns ever since the last time I burned made them.

And then, you know, we sat around and ate our chocolate bunnies and stuff.

Then I stepped into my private boat and waved good-bye
and sailed back over Ohio
and in and out of Pennsylvania
and through Maryland
and into the night of my very own DC
where I found my pupper waiting for me
and he still loved me.