I'm listening to: Devendra Banhart's new album. It's awesome if-my-life-had-a-score music.
I'm admiring: photography/lifestyle blogs, Marjane Satrapi's work (I'm reading "Embroideries" now, since I devoured "Persepolis"), and the gloriously lush green tree outside of my classroom window.
I'm craving: a big-city vacation. I follow so many New Yorkers' blogs, and I am consistently reminded how much I want to return.
I'm praying for: Josh to get the professor job for which he recently interviewed! Also, for myself to get over this sickness so that I can get back to my running schedule.
I need: a Friday night - thank goodness it's here!
I'm buying: nothing, because the most recent Real Simple magazine had a finance article that reminded me that I need to get better at budgeting.

Any fun plans for the weekend? We're going to Jackson Streets Alive tomorrow, and hopefully, I'll be running a 5k if my mucus-filled lungs can bear it.

Happiest of happy Fridays!

This Saturday, Josh and I went to the Juke Joint Festival in Clarksdale, Mississippi. We absolutely loved it - the Delta culture, the blues, the crawfish (well, sort of - it was pretty gross breaking them open).









We walked into a museum for an old blues radio station.





 And then, of course, there was a petting zoo from which Josh had a difficult time pulling me away.






 Aaaand, we crossed eating crawfish off of the bucket list.


Naturally, Josh found a guitar store. :) Love how talented he is.

 I will always remember Delta skies. They yield the most beautiful sunrises and sunsets I've ever seen.

We were pretty productive this afternoon! We finally got around to framing prints, hanging shelves, and cleaning areas that we had been putting off for so long. Then, we got to sit back and enjoy it all while snuggling on the couch. No better way to close a weekend and an Easter sunday. I'm so thankful that we had such a beautiful, love-filled Easter morning at church, and I'm thankful that I have someone to enjoy Easter afternoon/evening with. Thank you, God, for bearing such a heavy burden so that I can live so peacefully and joyfully.

Happy Easter, everyone!

Poor Indian food just does not photograph well. It never looks as delicious as it tastes - and believe me, it was delicious.