Every Easter, my family eats at my maternal grandparents' house, usually joined by members of the extended family. This year, we were joined only by my mother's brother Bruce and his wife Denise. No big deal - if it were proper to pick favourite relatives, they'd be way up there. Easter festivities did not last long, though, because my uncle Bruce accidentally stabbed himself carving the ham and had to go to the emergency room. Three stitches and a shiny GOOD JOB! sticker later (he's going on 60, haha)...he's okay. Which is good. But Easter was a total fail. We had to leave my grandparents' early, my plans for later in the day fell through, and I had to go to Wal Mart...yeah. Fail.
On the upside, I ate my last ground beef and ham today. I just need to get off turkey and chicken and then I'll be all set. I'll need to find new sources of iron and protein, and will probably write up a food list for that reason. I'll probably even keep a food log to make sure I'm getting nutrients -- I am vitamin deficient and should probably be doing this anyway.
I forgot to post about this when it happened, but a couple days ago I got these totally cute/creepy owl statues. My neighbour gave them to me when she learned of my love for owls. They're definitely getting centre stage when I redo my room.