I'm painting me a big easter egg.

I should've taken a picture of what it looked like before. It was dark blue, dark green, and red. My mother toted it over to me and said, "I hate the colors. Repaint it to bright pastel colors." Of course, I said 'okay'. Even though I seem to have develop a hatred for painting, I figure the egg isn't too detailed so I should be able to repaint it to bright colors. The smell of paint brought back memories of painting but ... eh... I just know if a pattern is too detailed, I will lose interest fast! There's a Gingerbread Train Station *still* waiting for me to prime and paint it but the idea of painting that station just... makes me flee while screaming in horror.
I feel sick to my stomack right now. It's the pollen. I went out to inspect my plants and see how they were doing. We had massive rains yesterday and this morning. I checked the jade plants to see if any rotted (some seem soft and dead from being frozen in the greenhouse during some really cold days - The heater didn't get turned on due to um... forgetfulness!). The jade plants are still sitting around but none of them are growing new leaves to indicate that they're still even functioning to some degree!

Both of my potted Crown of Thorns were quick to send out flowers before any leaves came out. That's pretty neat. It won't be long before those fast-moving black ants invade them again.