I apologize for not posting yesterday, but I was still trying to recover from Sunday’s culinary debacle. It’s too painful to dwell on it, so I will instead focus on the silver lining. I will probably never have to fix Easter dinner again. Family members will start volunteering in February to avoid having to eat another Great Un-Ham Dinner at The Outpost.
Having been the beneficiary of vast quantities of dry pork roast, the dog alone finds reason to mourn.
Today finds everyone in an improved mood around here. It’s difficult to feel subdued on a beautiful spring day. With temperatures in the 50’s, the boys and I were talking about what outdoor projects we could accomplish today. The Senator asked if we could spread peanut butter on The Governor’s hair, dip him in birdseed, and put him out on the deck.
It was a serious request. I am raising future asylum inmates.
I think, instead, we will go out and lay in the grass and watch clouds. This will be followed by first annual Easter Egg Massacre in which we take all the decorated eggs out to the pasture and smash them against tress. A little post-Easter therapy for me...destructive fun for the boys. Just the sort of thing the Mother of the Year judges look for in a candidate. 2005 should be a cinch.
Posted by Cathy at March 29, 2005 01:23 PMMaybe soon you can teach them how to pull the wings off of bugs.
Posted by: DaveP at March 29, 2005 02:59 PMI'm trying to figure out why you think there's some sort of downside to The Senator's suggestion.
LOL!
Posted by: yayaempress at March 30, 2005 12:09 PM