Hop Hop Flop

Well, I don’t know about your Easter Sunday, but mine pretty much blew.

Whereas I normally dye and hide eggs, go all out with Easter baskets for everyone minus myself, sneak around late at night leaving the bombdiggity baskets in front of each person’s door (just here in my house…don’t think i’m out hopping around the neighborhood leaving baskets), I did ZILCH this year. Boy, do I suck a big fat rotten Easter egg that stayed hidden for weeks on end.

And, picking up the list theme for NaBloPoMo today…

Reasons why this Easter bunny hung her tired old bunny tail out to dry:

1. I never bought anything (candy, toys, books,…) to go in the baskets. Since Gab is always with me, I couldn’t very well load the cart up with candy and such without her noticing. I thought, like any naive idiot might, I would get a teensy tiny break to go to a store alone yesterday (or even today) but no such luck. The one and only time I was afforded the privilege of venturing to a store alone since the twins were born (wait, i wasn’t even alone…e sent gab with me…i am never alone anymore), E called me before I even made it a whole mile down the road, “Ohmygod, they’re crying! Where are you? You have to come back!”
2. There were only two eggs in the fridge. That would have been quite the speedy egg hunt. I thought, like any naive idiot, blahblahblah.
3. Gav was in Hotlanta. Had he been here, I probably would have forced myself to go out yesterday with the entire crew to snag some goodies as he’s really the only one aware of the Easter morning tradition.
4. Everyone took turns crying today (it’s common for the twins to never be able to catch a full nap when e’s home…some damn soccer game or sports recap en español is blaring on one or more tvs all day, he’s stomping around, he decides to weedeat right outside their window, he’s having telephone conversations at a volume suitable for the hearing impaired,…need i continue?). I’ve had 1 to 3 children on me at all times today (ethan is presently passed out on my left b00b as i one-handed peck out this post).
5. Cooking a fancy Easter meal? Forget it. I just polished off an apple. I eyed E eating strawberries. Gab ate reheated pasta earlier. And, the twins had their usual tit du jour.

On a positive note, I should be able to score Easter candy at least half-price starting tomorrow. And, surprise everyone with Easter baskets when they’re not expecting them. Say, mid-July?