Well, there went Easter, faster than a slithering snake. It seemed like it took forever to get here, though.
Oh yeah. It did.
I was hopeful for a visit from the Easter Bunny but all I got was an appearance of Mr. Dry and Scaly:
Click to enlarge at your own risk.
He didn't even leave me any chocolate.
I hope he loses himself somewhere munching happily ever after on juicy rodents.
OK. So it's not a boa and I'm just guessing that's what happened to the Easter Bunny since he didn't visit me. Work with me here.
WARNING: Don't go to flickr and search for "snake eating".
Speaking of juicy, Easter was yummy. My mom got a ham (She didn't actually "get" the pig, 'K?) and cooked us some veggies. On Sunday, I made Brats wrapped in phyllo with spicy brown mustard and a bit of cheese. I also made some scalloped potatoes. YUM! Homemade Coconut-Lime cookies were for dessert. Nothing low-cal was served.
Ok. Ok. Maybe the veggies and the salad.
Did I mention deviled eggs?
Yeah, those too. My mom made them for us.
**loosens belt to allow belly to expand**
NEIGHBORS, GOTTA LUV'M: My neighbor pulls her car over as I'm working in my rock garden and points to something I have growing near Big Tex. She said "I've been trying to grow that. It attracts Monarch butterflies." Evil Twin replied, "I think the secret is to not try. Heh Heh. Mine just appeared here and I just let it be."
I piped in telling her she was welcome to some of it as it has popped up in quite a few places in my rock garden.
"Here, butterfly, butterfly."
This neighbor is usually nice but can be a bit hoity-toity sometimes.
She explained that it was Milkweed, as if I should have known.
This is the same lady that left a belligerent message on my friend's answering machine, chastising her husband for scheduling a neighborhood board meeting on a church night. Hum....
Point, Comma, Missed.
Perhaps she also has an Evil Twin that doesn't hide as well as mine does.
Did you just say that mine DOESN'T hide well?
INTROSPECTION: Some of you may know that I teach yoga and pilates classes. The yoga helps soothe Evil Twin. I said "helps". I go to workshops and trainings occasionally for continuing education. Recently, I noticed a workshop that was limited to about 20 participants. Their ad said "Only those truly committed to a paradigm shift need apply". Apply? Sheesh. No judgment there. Ha. Paradigm shift? Really?
On one hand, I can understand someone wanting to continue to grow and improve themselves but some people always seem to be looking for something. What's wrong with being content with
your Evil Twin you?
Ok. Enough of the deep stuff. Go forth and be hoppy....er...happy! A little humor never hurt anyone.
Photo credits: Reffie from her garden, always full of surprises!