He is risen. Have some hollow chocolate.
After a long night of driving across half the state and change we woke up early for Easter. The bunny had to know where to find us.
The Yankee said last night “Do you mind if we don’t race back?” She wanted to conserve gas. She is smart and thrifty. And then five hours later she said “Why did that take so long?”
Because we drove slow?
By then we were very sleepy.
So Easter services this morning, and then a birthday party this afternoon. Our realtor-turned-friend is celebrating his 30th. So we’ve counted 109 years of birthdays in the past 18 hours. I’m exhausted.
We had a lunch that was straight from Garden and Gun. The potato salad was actually from Barefoot Contessa (and should be served at every relaxed formal Southern function, but Garden and Gun does recipes, too. The cake was Easter-themed and old-fashioned coconut. Very moist. And the coconut shavings were individually dyed green.
And now we begin the search for discounted Easter candy.
