I think it’s safe to say you’ve turned into your mother when you get excited about setting a table… Well, just call me mum. I bought these bunnies for $6 each from Woolworths and I love them. They are going to sit on the table for our Good Friday ‘Easter Feaster’ tomorrow night. We are going to have a completely obscene amount of food. I can’t wait!
Apart from not seeing my family I’m quite relieved to be staying home this Easter. I’m going to do a whole lot of nothing as well as try to fix the dent 6 months of insomnia has made in my sleep surplus. I might also attend a Medieval Renaissance Faire.
I’m kind of annoyed that the weather is forecast for 29-33 degrees this weekend. To me Easter should be a cold affair. I have fond memories of camping in Victoria at Easter and being so cold I tried to force my dog into my sleeping bag for extra warmth. She did not oblige.
What are you plans for Easter? Going away or staying home?
My Bloggable Day 
Hehe. That story about the dog and the sleeping bag made me laugh. I too have fond memories of Easter camping trips. One Easter morning I discovered a smashed chocolate bunny at the end of my sleeping bag and a note that read “Dear Karen, I was so busy delivering eggs and I accidentally broke yours. I’m sorry. You can have two of Mummy’s little ones. Love, the Easter Bunny.” Many years later my mum described the horror she felt at opening her overnight bag by torchlight and discovering that my bunny had gotten smashed.
Oh your poor mum! That is adorable. I can imagine it’s usually quite fun pretending to be the Easter bunny/Santa, but that just sounds plain stressful! I will get my camping fix on the Anzac weekend 🙂 so I’m happy about that. What are you up to?
We are having our Easter celebration with Rob’s children tomorrow (Good Friday) as they are with their mum on Sunday. So Easter Bunny has paid an early visit to our house tonight. Easter Bunny may have accidentally let loose with a swear word when (s)he trod on a Lego man in the dark in Harry’s room while tiptoeing in earlier. Those little blighters hurt when you have bare feet.
We are having a fairly quiet Easter anyway. Lunch with my parents and a family bushwalk (if it doesn’t rain. Which it may. Who knows, it’s Tasmania!)
Haha I often use the expression that something was ‘worse than stepping on a piece of Lego’! It is actually THE WORST!
These are so cool!
Aren’t they? I was so happy to find them!
You are showing your Mother’s talent for decorating and making thing special. It is a great skill to have. Love Jill
Thanks Gran Jill! It definitely comes from Mum x