Truffled Feathers

We did not get the day off of school for Good Friday. We did get the day off of school for Fiesta (the incredible San Antonio celebration). It is strange to me that our school would ignore a national holiday and tout a relatively minor local holiday as a reason to take off of school, but hey--who's complaining about a day off?

We really almost got a four day weekend last weekend because we only had a test and a lecture on Thursday, and most of us were planning on coming up to school at 8 am to take our test and then skipping the lecture to start fiesta-ing.

All 96 of us showed up at 8 am, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed (albeit some had had the help of red bull energy drinks to arrive at that state of wakefulness after a long night of studying) and ready to take the test.

8:00...8:05...8:12...8:21...no teacher. No test. No one but us.

Around 8:30 our course liaison went to try and find the teacher, who was MIA even from his assistants. One assistant came in to talk to us and asked if we could take the test at 11:00 after our lecture. Ninety-six voices boomed a resounding, "NO!" to that suggestion (some saying "no" because they were going out of town, some saying "no" because they knew the aforementioned red bull high would not last until 11, and some saying "no" simply because the test was supposed to be at 8 and they still wanted it to be at 8). The assistant relented and told us we should wait to hear from the dean's office by email.

We got an email from the dean's office later saying that the test would be rescheduled for Monday.

Then we got another email from the dean's office saying it would be rescheduled for Monday (they sent it twice--I don't know why).

Then we got another email from the dean's office saying they weren't sure when they would reschedule the test, but it definitely would NOT be on Monday.

Then we got another email saying that we were going to have an "optional" test instead, and that if you were happy with your current average, you could opt out of taking this test. (Yay! That's what I picked!)

All's well that ends well, I guess!

After the whole test fiasco, I decided to do a few errands before I needed to pick up Jeffrey from school. While driving around to my errands, something caught my eye in the yard of a residential neighborhood. At first I thought it was a porcupine because it was rather large and looked spiky from a distance. I drove closer and realized it was a peacock! A group (pride? bevy? flock?) of peacocks, rather. The male was shaking his tail feathers (just like Nelly says to do in the song) and showing off for the girls. It was so strange! Like being at a zoo, only in the middle of a huge city.

This weekend my friend Alexandra turned 23 so we celebrated by going out to a restaurant near downtown with her. We talked and laughed about the crazy week and had a great time. The next day I decided to make her some truffles for a birthday present because she has even more of a sweet tooth than I do! (And that's saying something!)

It was my first time making truffles, and they turned out to be VERY rich--I would probably tweak the recipe next time, but they are oh-so-pretty! Chocolate sprinkles, cinnamon sugar, cocoa, coconut, powdered sugar, or almond covered--just thinking of them makes my mouth water. Good thing I made a few extra for Jeffrey and me...