As I usually do, talked myself into cooking knowing that my first days of the work week will go a lot more smoothly if I don't have to wonder about what I'm going to cook.
My aunt Girt, who is the head cook in the family, made Easter dinner. It was more like Easter brunch but I didn't go for a number of reasons including the decadent macaroni and cheese.
I'm heading over to visit family this evening and I'm pretty sure that there's sweet potato pie left. One of these days, I'm going to get my life in order again.