Dear Diary Happy Easter

Happy Easter everyone. 
No bunny visit here this year. Grand#17, Logan is 11. One Russell Stover chocolate bunny found it's way in here. Must know that Logan is not much of a candy eater, Halloween candy just got filed under T for trash last month. Santa's/bunnies n the like sit 6 months all dressed in the colorful foil, sayiny to me eat me, eat me.
When the temptation gets too great,I undress them... the chocolate looks as bad as I do underneath my clothing. I shit you not! Mahes one think of an Over The Hill stripper. Put your clothes back on is the chant.
If the critters could eat chocolate they would be in Hog Heaven. Come to think of it ,they would be in heaven no matter, not figuratively speaking either. Here Lies ------------.  One year when  the older ones knew n some of the younger ones became doubtful, dad had them leave a tray of flour,carrots,  just inside the front door. After they were tucked in bed he tore off a magazine cover n cut out bunny footprints. Carefully laid that cut out paper down & sifted flour tracks to every basket, back n forth . My goodness, even out the door, down the steps n walk. Remnants of carrots trailed along.   Mrs.Bunny had a mess to vacuum up if my memory serves me right... It does!
There were 7 baskets at that time. Ex #2 did have some redeeming qualities. I shit myself,not!
When the house was empty for a few years long, long ago ..hubby#3 n myself would drive to where the youngest grands lived before daylight , park in the driveway ..when the lights came on it was Show Time... Lights,camera,action!!  December 25,2008 Santa made his last personal appearance here.... sniff,sniff...
Got to get my arse in gear... drive into the Boston area... V.A.Hospital is in West Roxbury... can't get there from here without driving on the highway. If you happened to see an older, attractive, slim, beautifully coiffed, looking relaxed woman driving Easter Sunday on I 95... It wasn't moi !    I shit you not !
I'll be the one who looks maybe a few years younger than she is , hairdo compliments of a hair dryer , over weight ( working on that ) with her hands gripped onto the steering wheel like her life depended on it,
That Be Me!  I shit you not!
Hippity hop, hippity hop, That's All Folks!