You probably already know that I am obsessed with those dyeable plastic eggs you can get for about $2 a dozen at Walmart. I can’t really tell you why I love Easter eggs so much. It’s not like I have these perfect memories of the holiday. It’s more like I remember getting frustrated when after one or two goes nobody wanted to hide eggs for me anymore. Still today I can play and play and play and often wear out my playmates whether it be board games or whatever.
But these little eggs still have a huge pull on me and when I saw they had pastel eggs at Walmart I about freaked out. I know I gave the lady next to me a crazy smile because she slowly turned and walked away like you do when you come up on an animal out of nowhere that totally freaks you out. Which reminds me! The other night this possum (or maybe a nutria, not totally up on South Texas fauna, just yet) decided he owned our backyard and so Ollie was wigging out at him and dude was just sitting there. I thought it might be a cat at first, but after seeing the shape of his face thought maybe I was wrong. At any rate I scream my face off for Ollie to get away and when he finally gets into the house I turn the flashlight on my phone to make sure that the creature is fine and I get WAY too close when I finally realize that this, for sure, is NOT a cat. AND this guy wasn’t afraid of me in the least. I worried I would make the thing attack (can possums attack? Can they do much damage besides give you rabies?) so I turned really slowly and then hauled ass out of there where I proceeded to freak out at Mr. Rob who could only mumble incoherent things as I had just woken him up around midnight. But at any rate, that’s how this chick fled the scene of my pastel egg glee… just like I did with that dang possum-thingie. :)
At any rate there are now PASTEL Easter eggs at Walmart so go and snag up a dozen or so and head on over to Mom Spark for the tutorial to make your own pastel and gold eggs that will rock the city blocks.