It took me twenty minutes to hide Andrew's Easter basket tupperwear container last night. The reason: Originally, I was going to tape it to the back of the TV. This was actually a REALLY clever idea, except the "basket" was heavy. I ran out of tape, and I didn't want to knock the TV-- an HD flatscreen-- over. So I went with a place so obvious and " ( Read more... )

I survived the day. Which means I survived my family's Easter celebration with only marginal longings to strangle my mom. Give or take on "marginal." You know. If marginal means "I had to walk outside, into the garage, go up to my dad, and clench my fingers and grit my teeth and comment that I was about to kill her ( Read more... )

How does "dying Easter eggs" turn into "My fingers are permanently purple ( Read more... )

Zombie Jesus Day and the things leading up to it were good ( Read more... )