If you notice some strange things around my place, it’s because my site was tenderly migrated to a more stable server. While this is a very good thing… the htmlsesses and suchesses are a wee bit skewed. Kinda like the thoughts in my head. Please be patient - Oh the minions of fans who hang on to my every triple period pause… and striked-through self-obsessed secret thoughts…
Now for the “Such”…
I so want to gossip right now… but I’m not gonna (I am of such strong moral character). Believe me - there is a really great something I could TOTALLY rile any info-lovin’ person over… However - Not. Gonna. Do. It. Though I will not gossip about our … about that situation, I’ll go ahead and gossip about my own self. I will deal with Me later.
The gossip: Apparently, I left most of my thoughts, remembrances, and the ability to “fake-it” in order to preserve my reputation as a thinking-individual who is able to hold thoughts, remembrances and the ability to “fake-it” in order to preserve my reputation as a thinking-individual who is able to hold thoughts, remembrances…
Aaaaanywhoooo… So, this morning - after a mere 4 hours of gazing at the unders of mine own eyelids over night early morning… I managed to go ackin’ a fool… again.
I have not been able to remember that Easter is like, tomorrow! Mercy. All week “Miss Perfect” or “Ms. Always Prepared” or “Mother of all Easter Craftiness” has asked about our Easter day activities and each time I feel like I’ve been kicked in the chest - Easter? Already? I don’t even have eggs! And we all know that eggs have EVERYTHING to do with the reason we celebrate Easter! Eggs people!
Back to this a.m…. Someone said, “Enjoy your holiday *smile*!” Ya wanna know what happened to me? First my face went red, ’cause I suddenly was unsure of what planet I inhabited. What day is this???? Panic. Panic. Panic.
Sadly, I am not exaggerating.
Holiday? Holiday? Holiday?!!! Then I remembered we just had St. Patty’s Day… Oh, how sweet… a delayed St. Patty’s Day greeting! No…. no… that’s not it… And before I could stop myself… in all the confusion and perplexity that I could not manage to camouflage - I queried, “Whu… whu… whut holiday is it????”
*blink, blink*
Awkward silence.
Crickets chirping. Blowing wind…
My brain. My brain! Synapses should have been firing! Brain cells should have been loudly processing commands! Not this morning… wind and crickets… Oh! And look - it’s a tumbleweed.
Now, ya’ll tell me. What holiday is tomorrow?
Yes, now I know that Easter is tomorrow. Now. I. Know. And I am ill prepared, and I’ll take no criticisms. OK, I will, but it’ll cut deep… so deep.
What kind of mother doesn’t color eggs with her lovely, rosy-cheeked and well-behaved children? Isn’t Easter egg coloring a childhood inalienable right? How did I sink so low… When did it happen, cruel world… When did it happen???
Well sign the kids up for therapy tomorrow. I’m not sure they will get through it, but it’s worth a try.
Well, see, now you can go out and by everything 50% off :)
It’s because it was so frickin’ early this year! We actually don’t color eggs. I put candy and money in the plastic ones. I am a bad mommy.
We didn’t color eggs either this year–and it wasn’t because we forgot that it was easter.
So forgive yourself. Seriously. Not a big deal. They will survive.