Wow! I was just sitting in my cave of doom lamenting how crappy today’s post was when I got a colorfully urgent message from my sister:

i painted your jesus tulips.
thought you’d like to see part of your room on my canvas.
i made the cool glass vase-thing non-transparent cuz that would have
been too hard.
and now you don’t have a second window, or an annoying heater.
haha

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Haha, indeed. Okay, the best part about this is that she broke up the lines like a poem. Second-best is that she deleted my constantly rattling heater, something I’d love to do myself but can’t since I don’t have her artistic superpowers and do have, instead, ears.

Awww. Isn’t she great? She’s like Little Miss Matisse Jr. But lest you start posting all sorts of pro-Meggers comments, let’s remember that she also just used the term “cuz” in an e-mail. And was, like, serious.

Wait. I just reread that and realized that the new best part of her note was the joke about my Jesus Tulips, which were the lone signifiers of the Easter holiday around my apartment. (I’d promised her an egg hunt Sunday morning, but looked around and realized there was no extra space to put the eggs.) It’d be kind of funny if I had accidentally bought purple and we randomly came up with “Jesus Tulips,” but no, I did do it on purpose. As a joke. And they didn’t bloom. He ain’t risen.