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.