Stop The Presses!!

I found the lost Easter egg!!

(Go me-e! Go me-e!)

In previous years, it took four and then six months to find the Easter egg (yes, a real hard-boiled egg) that I oh-so, oh-too cleverly hid. And for the past 24 hours my family has been mercilessly teasing me because yep, I did it again. At the end of the Easter egg hunt we were one egg short and for the life of me I could not remember where it was.

But – ha! Ha! I say, ha! to all you doubters whom I birthed or married. Because I just found it….

…hidden in the box of Diet Mountain Dew soda.

And no, I did not include it in the deviled eggs we ate for dinner. Because I am not spiteful. I am sweet and forgiving, if a bit scatterbrained.

I hate reality on rainy Mondays

*caution – sighing and pouting ahead*

The weekend was a blast. We laughed, we ate, we made fun of each other, we walked the dog – perfect family get-together. The only problem was that it ended. Stef went back to college last night. BH and the CWF have to leave today. I’m on my way to New Jersey to sign books at the wholesalers’ warehouses. Tomorrow morning I get back on an airplane for Prom Tour, Pt. 2.

I really wish this could have been an eight-day weekend. I don’t like it when everybody has to leave.

If any of you live in North Carolina, come out and play tomorrow. Here’s the schedule:

3pm Regulator Bookshop, 720 9th Street, Durham, NC 919-286-2700

7:00 – 9:00 PM Quail Ridge Books, 3522 Wade Ave, Raleigh, NC, 919-828-1588

Wednesday is Connecticut.

What else? It’s raining. Oh – Michigan St. played an amazing game and beat Kentucky last night.

And for the third year in a row, I forgot where I hid all the Easter eggs. I’m not too worried. I’m moving out of here in four months. It will turn up when we’re packing.