In between.

Today is a no-name day. According to the Catholic calendar, Thursday was Holy, Friday was Good, and Sunday is Easter. But Saturday wedged between the Good Friday and Easter Sunday has no particular significance. I guess that's because people usually spend Saturday cleaning and getting ready for Sunday.

My wife and I had every intention of joining millions of Americans in the joyful preparation for the first Spring celebration, but after a brief Easter egg hunt at the Town Park in the near freezing wind and brunch at Panera Bread we have succumb to laziness. Eventually we will get this place shipshape and buy the ingredients to make tomorrow's feast in honor of a rabbit who brings chocolate eggs. But for now my wife is playing with Lili in the living room and I am catching up on e-mail and the History Channel.