We did church. We did lunch with much family. I dropped my car off at the repair place but now I feel dumb about it--I think it probably only needs a new battery, but I panicked last week. Oh well, maybe the guy can also figure out why my brake light on the dash stays on. I walked back from the garage to do some walking, but once I'd started I began to dread the prospect of walking up University Blvd. It's not pleasant, not that strolling along Rte 1 is a barrel of fun but at least it's a change of scenery for me. I considered walking to the College Park metro and taking the train home instead, but I hate paying that extra twenty-five cents for crossing the state line. Then I looked down and on the sidewalk were two dimes, a nickel, and a penny. I guess I know a sign when it clonks me on the head; I took the subway.
Victoria got up from her nap exactly when I returned to the house. We ate a bunny's head and then watched The Black Cauldron, which was not exactly an Easter flick, although there were a few critters raised from the dead in it. It would have been too scary for Victoria but for the mitigating factor of a princess among the cast of characters.