Yes, that is a chocolate dragon’s egg, er, Easter egg, and it was filled with CHOCOLATE COVERED POPCORN!!!
I think we can agree that’s pretty good. And it’s also bad, because eating so much Easter candy (along with not one but TWO chocolate cakes), especially when combined with champagne, can lead to some very bad things. Like an EPIC sugar hangover.
Some of my family was visiting for Easter this last weekend. Which was mostly very good, except for the few times we wandered into the political arena. Fortunately, we all managed to pull back before too much damage was inflicted on the combatants.
We were a fairly small group this year: my 92-old dad, my stepmother (who takes excellent care of Dad), my brother and his wife, and two of my nieces. It was actually the perfect size because my dad does tend to get a bit overwhelmed with the noise and commotion. Because in addition to celebrating this joyous religious holiday, we were also celebrating my sister-in-law’s 60th birthday. As you can imagine, that is both good and bad depending on how you feel about turning 60. But as my esteemed father says: it’s hell getting old but the alternative is worse.
This is a picture of my father and my sister-in-law cutting the rug to some Frank Sinatra. That is indeed good.
And here’s a picture of Dad with his two beautiful granddaughters. Trust me when I tell you that they are beautiful both inside and out, and super smart. And that’s where the fun–and the funny–came in. Those two gals pretty much had us in stitches all weekend. Of course, I also shared some pretty funny stories about their father and uncles that they hadn’t yet heard, which is always LOTS of fun. Nothing like getting back at your dopey brothers for all that childhood teasing!
Another good thing? My one niece taught me how to do GIFS on my cellphone and also on Twitter. I am now constantly texting Adele and Kim Kardashian GIFS to my husband. I think that’s VERY funny. Hubby, however, does not. Killjoy.
Here I am with my truly stunning niece:
We had four wonderful days of hanging out, telling stories, sharing the occasional heartache or worry, cherishing every moment we had with my dad, and basically eating and drinking non-stop, except for the occasional sleep breaks. All very good…except I did mention the too much chocolate, cake, champagne, sangria, cocktails….well, you get the picture. By Monday morning, we were all feeling pretty…bad.
In fact, this magazine I spotted in the supermarket seemed printed just for us:
I swear I’m getting right on that–as soon as I can get off the couch!!
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