Last week my new friend Bally, a turtle that lives in Spain, sent me a chocolate Easter egg. I have been checking my mailbox for it's arrival.
My mom told me that sometimes it takes a long time for mail and packages to arrive from overseas. I even checked yesterday, on Easter, as it hadn't come on Saturday. I know that there is no mail delivery on Sundays, but I thought maybe
because it's an Easter Egg, the mail people would make an egg-ception to be sure it was delivered. When I looked inside the mailbox, it was not empty, there it was!
We went to my grandpaw and grandma's for dinner, I took my boots with. While waiting for dinner, I tried on the boots.
silk-dyed using some of my grandpaw's old silk ties about five years ago. After Easter my grandma put them back in her extra refrigerator, where they eventually got shoved to the back and forgotten. She realized they were still in there shortly before the next Easter, got them out to throw away, took one out and shook it. She could hear the egg yolk rattle inside, she shook another and dropped it, the egg shattered, it's insides were totally dried out. She says the frost-free refrigeration dehydrated the eggs inside their shells. She put them out that year with warn with a "do not eat" warning. She doesn't keep them in the refrigerator anymore, but has used them every year since.
Next, I checked out the jelly beans, I love jelly beans!!
We ate dinner and then celebrated mom's friend E's birthday,
After dinner Scruffy started hamming it up for the camera,
I tried to get this posted on Monday, but have been having photo upload issues.
Well grr-bye for now,