Happy Easter Me being pretty crazy eating one of my grandma's famous Jell-O eggs on Easter. (She made 'em before Jell-o even came out with the little egg molds for them). And just think, I am that weird, and I wasn't even drunk or anything. That's one hell of a nifty sweater isn't it? I'm surprised I didn't have Chicquita banana sticker on my forehead like I usually do in all the other pictures of me at my granma's house. Note: Yes, that is a glass of wine in front of me, but it isn't mine, it belongs to that hand that is also in the picture, which belongs to my uncle.