My husband and I just said we were so glad we didn’t have to dye eggs for Easter anymore. The youngest participant is 21, so we haven’t had one in years. The oldest is 85, so I don’t think the money hunt would be a good idea. There’s not enough money in those eggs to pay for a hip replacement!
You'd need $50,000 per egg for that math to make sense. Maybe the 85 year old could nominate someone with young hips to do the egg battle on their behalf.
The annual Easter Egg Hunt story and my Monday is made! After a rough weekend I needed this one. Bet Waffle got the most too, she’s just holding out, or she’s the launderer for everyone else.
I was invited to my chosen family's Easter event with 3 K-2 children, 9 teens or young adults, and approximately 8-10 old fogies. My contribution was to bring deviled eggs, but I wasn't ready to stuff them before I left my house, I just grabbed them and left. However, there was no rain and the sky was clear. Most of the kids, big and little hung out in the pool while the old fogies sat and visited inside, outside wherever we could find a comfortable seat. Because this is the way my life's been going lately, I was 2 hours late to the party. The first round of eating had already occurred and I refused to take 30+ deviled eggs home. As soon as I started filling the eggs the teenagers, especially the boys, started hovering and taking eggs before I could even set them down. Eventually they went back to the pool and I was able to fill the tray. By the time I left the party 3+ hours later I was down to 3 eggs. I figured maybe I would have them for supper or breakfast this morning. And that's what happened. I had the last of the deviled eggs for my protein at breakfast. Sometimes things come out better than planned.
"Mitchell was wearing sandals with socks." - congratulations to your brother, he has achieved a top level of fashion Polishness! We wear these two together. Other than that, you had a pretty lovely Easter. I'm happy to see your family keep the best event still running and see the hunt intense as usual. As for my Easter, I have to report it wasn't as Easterly as in previous years, however the key tradition of food blessing at church and family meetings were maintained, the latter resulting in plenty of good laugh and news while playing card games with my cousins. And since last year dad lifted his mandate for coming to 6 am Resurrection Mass, so those who didn't want to go could enjoy their sleep (I went for the Easter Vigil Mass - I prefer 2 hours in the evening than 1,5 hours in early morning).
I miss watching kids scramble around the yard looking for Easter eggs. I didn’t want to dye the eggs once I moved to Alaska, snow hasn’t left yet. Can you imagine finding white eggs on snow? But my hubs said that it would be to hard and rotten eggs would melt out when spring finally shows up.
I visualized Ella’s kids going in and out of the adult Easter Egg hunt like hockey players on and off the ice - or Ewoks, or Reepicheep. The giants don’t stand a chance!
I tripped over our dog and broke 3 toes and my foot jut as we were getting ready to go out to dinner for Easter, but at least got good drugs out of it LOL I learned the first year we did an egg hunt for our kids, that I should not have gotten any chocolate. Who would have thought that would be a bad idea in 80 degree weather? Me apparently. I was just trying to do what had been done for me as a kid. Live and learn and at least I provide comic relief
What a riot! Can I come to your Easter party next year?
My husband and I just said we were so glad we didn’t have to dye eggs for Easter anymore. The youngest participant is 21, so we haven’t had one in years. The oldest is 85, so I don’t think the money hunt would be a good idea. There’s not enough money in those eggs to pay for a hip replacement!
You'd need $50,000 per egg for that math to make sense. Maybe the 85 year old could nominate someone with young hips to do the egg battle on their behalf.
The annual Easter Egg Hunt story and my Monday is made! After a rough weekend I needed this one. Bet Waffle got the most too, she’s just holding out, or she’s the launderer for everyone else.
She probably has enough singles to retire. We'll never know.
I was invited to my chosen family's Easter event with 3 K-2 children, 9 teens or young adults, and approximately 8-10 old fogies. My contribution was to bring deviled eggs, but I wasn't ready to stuff them before I left my house, I just grabbed them and left. However, there was no rain and the sky was clear. Most of the kids, big and little hung out in the pool while the old fogies sat and visited inside, outside wherever we could find a comfortable seat. Because this is the way my life's been going lately, I was 2 hours late to the party. The first round of eating had already occurred and I refused to take 30+ deviled eggs home. As soon as I started filling the eggs the teenagers, especially the boys, started hovering and taking eggs before I could even set them down. Eventually they went back to the pool and I was able to fill the tray. By the time I left the party 3+ hours later I was down to 3 eggs. I figured maybe I would have them for supper or breakfast this morning. And that's what happened. I had the last of the deviled eggs for my protein at breakfast. Sometimes things come out better than planned.
"Mitchell was wearing sandals with socks." - congratulations to your brother, he has achieved a top level of fashion Polishness! We wear these two together. Other than that, you had a pretty lovely Easter. I'm happy to see your family keep the best event still running and see the hunt intense as usual. As for my Easter, I have to report it wasn't as Easterly as in previous years, however the key tradition of food blessing at church and family meetings were maintained, the latter resulting in plenty of good laugh and news while playing card games with my cousins. And since last year dad lifted his mandate for coming to 6 am Resurrection Mass, so those who didn't want to go could enjoy their sleep (I went for the Easter Vigil Mass - I prefer 2 hours in the evening than 1,5 hours in early morning).
I miss watching kids scramble around the yard looking for Easter eggs. I didn’t want to dye the eggs once I moved to Alaska, snow hasn’t left yet. Can you imagine finding white eggs on snow? But my hubs said that it would be to hard and rotten eggs would melt out when spring finally shows up.
We've always done plastic eggs. I shudder to think of what would happen if we used the real thing. We'd be overrun by raccoons in no time.
I visualized Ella’s kids going in and out of the adult Easter Egg hunt like hockey players on and off the ice - or Ewoks, or Reepicheep. The giants don’t stand a chance!
I was disappointed when you said there was no VAR!
I tripped over our dog and broke 3 toes and my foot jut as we were getting ready to go out to dinner for Easter, but at least got good drugs out of it LOL I learned the first year we did an egg hunt for our kids, that I should not have gotten any chocolate. Who would have thought that would be a bad idea in 80 degree weather? Me apparently. I was just trying to do what had been done for me as a kid. Live and learn and at least I provide comic relief