Thanks Easter Bunny

When our guests left today I was sad. I was sad because our wonderful weekend was coming to an end. I was sad because soon we'd have to re-enter the real world. I was sad that Needlefingers and Pilot don't live closer.

Our weekend began early when the duo made their way to Chez Ragged on Thursday night. We don't often get the luxury of a long weekend together, which, by the way, passed much too quickly. Cynical had to work, so we consoled Pilot with lots and lots of cheesy pizza, as he was silently fretting over his speeding ticket. And we topped it off with stuffed breadsticks. Frigid weather kept us inside where it was safe and warm. The rest of the weekend was absorbed by Trivial Pursuit playing, ice cream eating, movie watching, knitting, knitting and more knitting, laughing, giggling, tell-all-ing, trip planning, internet surfing, plotting and coffee drinking. Can you think of a better way to spend a weekend?

I can. . . you plan a meet-up Japanese lunch with Brando and Rudy! And then you get some time to visit with them, provide a grand tour of Chez Ragged and oooooh and aaaaaah over the new bathroom. (For a much more eloquent summary, visit Needlefingers' internet homeplace.)

This morning I celebrated Easter with a church service with my parents, complete with familiar hymns, a brass section and sweet little girls in bonnets. Cynical met up with us for lunch, topped off by the second chocolate bunny gifted to me today. I am the luckiest girl in the whole wide world, not only because I'll soon be nibbling on chocolate bunny ears, but because I got to spend the weekend with my favorite people. I hope your holiday weekend was as blessed.