Weekend Update:
It is glorious in San Antonio today. It has been so for a few days. Spring is here or Summer Light as we like to call it. The sun is shining and it is shaping up to be another mild and sunny day. I have been putting off taking care of the last bit of settling in after my move and today I have to do it. So i am going to assemble the last of the girl’s new beds so they are no longer sleeping on a mattress on the floor like some sort of savages.
It is Easter Egg night. Woo woo. Gotta dye them babies so they can hide and hunt them tomorrow after church. The plan is to make egg salad as soon as they leave to visit their Dad in the afternoon. I loves me some egg salad.
I decided a few years ago Easter had to be an easier holiday for me. I do not cook a huge meal and usually I do not have extended family and friends here on this holiday. I got a boneless ham to bake and some fingerling potatoes to bake with all sorts of good buttery seasoning. I haven’t decided on the token veggie though I do have the stuff to make the cucumber and sour cream salad of Kat’s that I love so much.
The trick to Easter is to hide all the candy the kids get at the first opportunity. Hide it from them, but more importantly hide it from yours truly. There is a perfect confection in this world and it is the Reese’s Peanut Butter Egg. Oh how I love the creamy salty goodness that melts in my mouth. Every year I say I am not going to buy them and every year I manage to buy them. They are the heroin of candy. The only thing in the same ballpark are those Ferrer Roche thingies, not the gold foil ones, but the silver ones. They are some sort of toasted coconut decadence and you can only buy them in a box with the others. They are little nuggets of heaven.
Well the purpose of this entry was not so much to keep you all on the edge of your seats as to the details of my day as much as to give me yet another opportunity to stall about said tasks. I cannot stall any longer. I shall return. If I am not back by this afternoon, call the president.








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