Easter Greetings

Would you believe me if I said I didn't eat one piece of chocolate on Easter?

I didn't.  Not one little morsel.

I heard that! Don't you call me a liar!

This is the first Easter of my adult life that I haven't consumed multiple bags of Cadbury Mini Eggs.  Given the size of my behind lately and the fact that I cannot fit into any pants without an elastic waistband, a few weeks ago I put myself on a 6-week sugar fast.  Too bad I didn't check the calendar first.

But no matter, I abstained and I did not drop dead.  Imagine that.  I guess chocolate really isn't necessary to sustain life. (But it is necessary to sustain happiness.)

We had a marvelous Easter weekend nonetheless.  We started on Saturday with an Easter egg hunt that our condo put on.  Kitty cleaned up.

Then on Easter Sunday, Kitty found her basket full of goodies, we went to church, dyed eggs, and I made a delightful loaf of Challah to eat with our bacon-wrapped pork tenderloin.  

With our bellies full, we spent a lovely evening at a new park, where Michael discovered 2 plastic eggs in the grass.  They were filled with his favorite treat: Reese's peanut butter eggs.  It was an Easter miracle!

Happy Easter to us!