Because one pace run, two Seders and a round of egg coloring weren’t enough, I logged my long run this morning and then we headed over to my parents’ house for a full day of Easter celebrations.
I haven’t said it lately kittens, but it bears repeating.
More Is More.
In case you were wondering, this year was a banner one for Easter Candy. This would be the total combined amount of candy from my basket as well as Marcus’.
But, you know, since it’s Passover, we won’t be eating any of it until Saturday night. Yes, I plan on continuing my tradition of breaking Passover by gnawing the ears off of one of our Chocolate Rabbits.
It’s the only sensible thing to do, really.
Between unearthing unholy amounts of sweets to save for later and watching That One Guy Who Won The Masters Get Really Really Emotional, today has absolutely exhausted me.
Yes, Easter is the one time of the year where I watch Golf. Because I have a brother and uncle who love it 11/10 and the viewing is non-negotiable.
There may or may not have been one point during the Easter celebration where I snuck upstairs to grab a quick snooze. Naps on long run days = an inviolable right.
So with that, I’m going to fold some laundry and get a bit of sleep. I’m Living The Glamorous Life over here, I know.
What is your favorite kind of Easter Candy?
Did you watch The Masters?