Leftovers!

Ugh, Google just totally changed their blog set up, and it's driving me crazy. Why is this in the center? I just don't know.

Yesterday was Easter and coincidentally Greek Easter too! Every four years baby. My family used to have crazy traditions of midnight church, and mezzadakia (apps) after. This year it pretty much winded down to our morning tradition of cracking eggs and splitting the Koloudia.

Popou takes the first egg and hits my dad's which totally breaks, then i have to hit Pop's egg and mine just disintegrates. Popou has been the egg breaking champ (undefeated) since the dawn of time.

Then we break this Greek easter cookie that normally looks like the one above, but for easter you make one in a circle and break a piece off for everyone in the house. Then you eat it. Good times. We had to put one to the side for my mom cause she was off somewhere ringing bells.

Anyway the rest of my Easter was pretty much a slow day at work. I arrive home and my entire family is at the Spec's and normally they don't get home until 10. So i make a sandwich, take a shower, and basically dick around until 8 when i'm gonna meet up for an Easter nightcap. At about 10 til DPL calls me back and is all Happy Easter! I made and ate amazing food! And i'm like, whatever i had a sandwich, and just then my parents get home. So i go downstairs and there's like 20lbs of food, and my mom is trashed. So she's like opening everything up and displaying it for me and being all, "oh try this!" and then walking around the kitchen with it in her hand so there's no way that's going to be possible. So DPL's like cracking up on the phone and my dad's like, "Is that your sister?" and i'm like "Yeah." and Mom like runs over to grab the phone from me, but dad's like, "No i'll talk to her first, you're gonna take an hour." Meanwhile she starts making me a plate of stuff and i'm like, "Not really hungry, had that sandwich..." but she's not listening, so dad distracts her with the phone and i try to eat some of this stuff before i have to leave like 5min ago. I try asking my mom for my phone back and handing her dad's phone, but instead we have this completely nonsensical conversation.

Nanc: What, you're leaving? You've been on vacation all week!
Me: Sorry, i didn't expect you to be back until late.
Nanc: Oh, i see how it is.
Me: What does that mean? And besides you're drunk, you'll probably just fall asleep in your chair.
Nanc: That makes a difference?

So during this time DPL goes into her parking structure and looses service, and Nanc is like, "You hung up the phone! Why did you do that?" And it's like: you're holding the phone there Nanc. Anyway I was worried they were dead for one minute, but eventually i get a hold of Scotty (good talk buddy) and find out what's what. Danielle calls mom on my dad's phone, and i'm free to go but not before hearing, "I brought home 20lbs of food, and your sister only ate 1/2 a pound. I mean she could have tried a little harder." Really? I mean try shoving two quarter pounders with cheese down you gullet and then tell me i could have tried a little harder then 1/2 a pound. I don't think so (These numbers are in no way accurate). Also forgive me for not piling down leftovers 1 hour after they were served. I mean i think they'll last until tomorrow, i'm pretty sure. This is the spread:

 

 plus two more trays that have been devoured over the past 12 hours.  Last night i got home and surprise surprise nanc is napping in her chair. So i wake her up and we have this conversation:

Me: Time for bed!
Nanc: Did you see the crackers?
Me: What crackers?
Nanc: I left them on the counter for you, they spell out Lauren in peanut butter and jelly.

So i go to the kitchen and nothing.

Me: Are they in the kitchen?
Nanc: Yeah, on the counter, unless i put them in a bag, they should be refrigerated.

So i go to czech the fridge, and no dice.

Me: I can't find them.
Nanc: I'm going to bed.

So I guess that was my Easter egg hunt. No mention of this since then, apparently she doesn't even remember talking to me last night, whatever. This morning i had all these plans to make beer and exercise, but instead i was like, "I'll just eat some cake." Good life choice.