I finally gave everyone a big hug and kiss and walked out of my parents’ house leaving Audra and Lisa behind as they tapped their stylists against their dyed eggs. Once inside the donnavilla, I looked in the mirror and found I had a huge glob of Midori icing on my nose. Thanks for not telling me, guys!

I spent the afternoon and evening watching Lisa and Audra do pysanky. I chose to putz around instead. Lisa needed a dessert for a St Patrick’s party at her school for tomorrow so I made Midori cupcakes for her in addition to reading the Sunday paper and asking Audra silly questions like, “I hope you intend to breastfeed the baby.” Wait, that wasn’t a question. I suppose I spent the afternoon making demands. Typical.

Robert spent the day at a trade show. The night before, (Saturday night) we spent the evening ruining ourselves at Minado’s. Those of you who live near Little Ferry, NJ, Carle Place, NY, East Norriton, PA, Natick, MA, or Morris Plains, NJ and love sushi must go to Minado’s. Just as their Web site states, it’s the ultimate sushi buffet. Rob’s friend Steve counted all the sushi he consumed, he said it was 28 pieces. I didn’t count but I have a feeling I ate around the same amount. After Minado’s, Rob put V is for Vendetta in the DVD player. Suddenly I understood the significance of having Ron Paul’s money bomb on the 5th of November. I really wanted to watch the movie but I had a hard time taking it seriously– the man in a mask orating in such flowery speech, it just seemed really silly to me. Then the usual happened, I fell asleep. It happened the night before as well. Rob brought over No Country for Old Men. Within 5 minutes of the movie starting, I screamed, covered my eyes and then I fell asleep. Rob said the movie sucked and I missed nothing. I think the reason it garnered so many awards and accolades is that it kept its audience in a constant state of panic, anxiety and fear. It’s the exact same agenda as the media.

Tomorrow I go back to the office. I haven’t been there in a week. The mere thought of the huge backlog that awaits me is frightening.