Post Holiday

My family saved the day for us yesterday by making the

jello filled egg shells that Gillian was fully expecting.  

Phew!  

I didn't make any easter clothes for my family this year.

But, I did iron the clothes we wore to church.

Around here, that is a really special thing.

Happy Easter!

(I do keep my ironing out all the time.  

If you stop by, you may think "Oh, she's doing her ironing this morning."

No, she is not.  She just keeps the wrinkled clothes on the ironing board.  

And they never get ironed or worn.)

My mom was a genius & made the candy hunt really simple for the youngins.

She put candy in a little jar. 

One for each kid.  

Even the little kids get the same amount as the bigger kids.

And, all the candy gets found, 

instead of it getting left in the garden until the dog finds it 

& dies from chocolate overload.

I made strawberry shortcake for the dessert.

I left leftover shortcakes on my table over night.

I do stuff like that all the time.

I never finish cleaning up the kitchen in the evening.

Ever.

This morning Moira got a few of the shortcakes & played a fun game.

I'm not sure what the name of the game was.

But, the way you play it is break the cakes into the tiniest crumbs you can 

& tower it up like a mountain on the edge of the table.

Then encourage the dogs to jump for it.

I wasn't too into the game.

The hyper level was high this morning.

So, I called my sister.

Instead of keeping the hyper ones in my own house, 

I tricked her into helping me take them to a cafe.

That way I could relax while she tried to keep them calm.

And I could give the wait staff a $4 tip to clean up our mess.

It was nice of her to come over.  

It was a day where I needed to talk to someone.

But, phone talking was nearly impossible.

While we sat in my living room talking, 

I was able to confirm something that I have suspected for the past week.

My living room does indeed, smell like a pet store.

Specifically, it smells the bottom of a rodent cage.

Strangely, we don't have rodents.

But, we do have filthy dogs.

And, in their old age, they no longer respect the "off the carpet" rule.

I have to think of a way to lose the dogs.  

Help me out here, friends.

On another note - I found something addicting to do 

while I am nursing the baby.

Pinterest.  I've been on their for a while.  

But this last week, I got really into it.

Even my husband is pinning now.

If you want an invitation to start pinning, I'll email one to you.

Happy Easter Monday.