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Easters just around the corner!
When I was little I used to get up while it was still dark and wait for the sun to rise!
And find all of the crazy coloured (Canadian way to spell colour) boiled eggs and of course candy too!
Now of days…its a little different.
My parents usually wake me up.
I usually get things like movies, decorations, clothing or nick nacks instead of candy (I don’t eat sugar so no chocolate bunnies for ME!)
We have brunch with our whole family were we eat fattening till we cannot fit anything else in our mouth!
Then after brunch I have kind of made a tradition of calling shots on the big fluffy couch filled with so many pillows, and pass out “food comatose” ! (All of my siblings and cousins are in there late 20’s…I’m that “baby” of that side of my family)
And since I have always been short one of my cousins calls me “Midget” I totally feel the love….
But since he is really really tall, I call him “Giant”!
So what are you “Chickies” up to this Easter?
Public Service Announcement: Easter Peeps aren’t food. They are inedible playthings that get your fingers sticky. Real peeps (i.e, chicks) should NEVER be given as Easter presents to people with rocking chairs, open floor heat vents, or fireplaces. Give kittens instead.
Tacky Raccoons 
Reblogged this on Life on the limb of a text book and commented:
Easters just around the corner!
When I was little I used to get up while it was still dark and wait for the sun to rise!
And find all of the crazy coloured (Canadian way to spell colour) boiled eggs and of course candy too!
Now of days…its a little different.
My parents usually wake me up.
I usually get things like movies, decorations, clothing or nick nacks instead of candy (I don’t eat sugar so no chocolate bunnies for ME!)
We have brunch with our whole family were we eat fattening till we cannot fit anything else in our mouth!
Then after brunch I have kind of made a tradition of calling shots on the big fluffy couch filled with so many pillows, and pass out “food comatose” ! (All of my siblings and cousins are in there late 20’s…I’m that “baby” of that side of my family)
And since I have always been short one of my cousins calls me “Midget” I totally feel the love….
But since he is really really tall, I call him “Giant”!
So what are you “Chickies” up to this Easter?
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sma– Nice peep prose.
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Public Service Announcement: Easter Peeps aren’t food. They are inedible playthings that get your fingers sticky. Real peeps (i.e, chicks) should NEVER be given as Easter presents to people with rocking chairs, open floor heat vents, or fireplaces. Give kittens instead.
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