Pooped

This time, it's not Verne, it's me. I had a busy weekend getting Greek Easter together while juggling a bevy of work requests, so instead of posting about all the goings-on, I'm going to go to bed. I want to tell you all about it, though, because Greek Easter is my favorite time of the year, but I'm too comatose to do it now.

Tessa - I owe you your prezzie - will get to the post office this week! Maryam, you're getting a prezzie too, but I need your address. Persephone, your prezzie is on its way.

Be back soon, my lovelies.

xo,
P.