I Live Under A Rock.

My daffodils have opened! They've also grown so tall now( I guess I gave them too much love!) they're falling over so I have to shove chopsticks into the soil and tie them. I also heard on the news they said Unless you've been living under a rock you know who Cabbie Richards is.... and I'm over here like, Who the f*ck is Cabbie Richards? I've never even heard of them! So I guess I've been living under a rock, and then an ad came on the radio saying about a podcast featuring so-called "famous" Canadian voices, incl. someone named Sydney Crosby among others, none of whom I've ever heard of, so either they're NOT as "famous" as they think  they are or I really do live under a rock, ha, ha.  I also heard on the radio about an Easter Sunday brunch that costs 89$ each and there's an egg hunt for the kids and a visit from the Easter Bunny.....holy shit... for 89$ I'd expect alot more than just the Easter Bunny; for that price I'd expect Jesus, and when I was a little kid I was confused as well; since Jews don't believe in Jesus and Jesus was a Jew Himself I wondered if that meant that He didn't believe in Himself?

I can't believe Easter is next week already and it's now April and for Easter my hubby and the boys are having a Dungeons & Dragons  game at their friends' house, on Easter Sunday, the same time we were having our family Easter dinner, so now we have to go and switch everything because of them and have our dinner on Saturday instead, and I hope they behave better there for dinner and have better manners than they do here and don't throw food or eat with their hands like Neanderthals and yesterday on Lenten Friday( a fasting day from meat and treats) both my mother and hubby tried to get me to eat the ice cream cake as there was no room for it in the freezer now the turkey is there but I wouldn't and just saved it for today instead and I bet with my extreme fatigue it must be either cancer or heart failure.

Yesterday I also got my new credit card in the mail but I have to call in to re-new and activate it and I thought it was just an automated machine thing and not a live actual person but it was and I got all panicky and flustered and  confused and  he kept asking me all these questions about mother's maiden name( and I was so frustrated I couldn't even remember) and it was hard to understand his thick Indian accent and it felt like he was interrogating me and he thought I was trying to hack it and he hung up on me but it was just me being autistic and now I feel so stupid and my mother will have to call it in for me or something because I don't know what to do now but I need my credit card.

My faith is not something that is static, but something that is constantly changing and evolving.-Arabella Lioni