The eve of Easter

Not too much to report today - India's mother has returned to Beantown, the Badgers are still alive in the NCAA basketball tournament, and my momma sent yummy baked goods to me for Easter. This morning, we ate breakfast at a little place called "Sophia's" in the E. Johnson neighborhood of Madison. Great place - best croissants I've ever had. The place is tiny - our living room is bigger than the dining area. The staff was very interesting - the woman taking the orders and delivering the food was very pretty, and had tattoos covering most of the skin that could be seen, and presumably a great deal of it that couldn't be seen. She also had these rather interesting piercings in her ears, much like one particular tribe in Ethiopia which I've seen in National Geographic in the past. Holes are cut in the earlobes, and wooden plates are inserted. Her's were probably not quite as big around as tennis balls, but just larger than a golfball. She had this adorable three year old daughter that was running around the place and talking to everybody. And there was one guy there who appeared to be her significant other or partner or what have you. He had a black eye, was limping a bit, and appeared to be inebriated or under the influence of something. All the while, some rather interesting, most likely South American/Andean music was playing in the background. All in all, interesting breakfast, to be sure.
More typing to be done tonight. I'm dreading the return to normalcy that will come with monday, as switching from a nocturnal to a diurnal schedule is never pleasant and will require loads of caffein. And so it goes. Go Badgers!