It's Officially April, #VerseLove, so Today Will End the Last Post Until My Poetic Shenanigans Cease in May. For Today, an Achievement

I have to applaud Meals on Wheels. Daily, they arrive with a warm meal and a cold one every morning...the drivers are kind and gracious, the food preparation greatly appreciated, and the savings of time outstanding. The one gripe Cynde and I have had is with peeling off the plastic wrap on the top because it shreds and turns into a mess. Yesterday, however, I successfully peele the plastic off two meals without any issues. I had to photograph and send her way. Ta-Da! Look at me.

The classes are taught for the week and now for grading and administrative rolls for the rest of the week. I hear it's a holiday, too. Something about resurrections, Cadbury eggs, and bunny rabbits. I just want to maintain peace and tranquility. 

Today, however, I need meal prep for me a little better. Last night's dinner sucked. I ate frost-bit Samosas I bought and stored in the freeze a few trips ago. They tasted alright, but were not the best.

As for the rain...it's welcome to depart at any time, although the forecast is rain, rain, rain. Wednesday and Thursday the temperatures drop, too. It'll warm up, with rain, for the weekend.

In the meantime, I am thrilled to report that my mom made me watch a television show where a man pooped out a little man. 

This is why I don't watch television. 

Poor guy was constipated out of fear he'd poop out another. 

Hello, April. Perhaps this was a poem after all.