Easter bunny

As soon as I woke up very early yesterday morning, I was so intent on checking my calendar to see if it really was Easter that I completely overlooked what the Easter bunny delivered. He left me a basket overflowing with peanut butter cups, a creme egg, a Hello Kitty activity book, a swim toy, and, my favorite: a large box of wildflower seeds with 100 square feet of coverage!

I spent most of the day cleaning, making more messes, cleaning, eating nothing but too many carbs and sweets, and being overexcited about my friend Lisa coming for dinner. I did settle in for a while in the afternoon just long enough to sow my wildflower seeds. Next spring, my yard will be spectacular.

I am told that dinner was delicious, though I didn't eat anything except one bite of sweet potatoes. I have recently decided that I don't even like quiche anymore. What?

We finished the evening by playing Canadian version of Trivial Pursuit. Suddenly, I know everything about Saskatchewan and VIA Rail and the Trans-Canada Highway (aka Route Transcanadienne) and that Vancouver used to be called Granville and that there is a Harrods in the Toronto airport. Who knew Canada was so exciting? As a youngster, I thought it was nothing more that just a "different store with boats in it."

But, sadly, this morning I had my Trivial Pursuit privileges revoked for an entire week because I intentionally broke the lid and I threw the cards all over the living room. I was just mad that we had to pause to eat breakfast.