Easter Fun
2007-04-09 06:22:48.000 – Jon Cotton, Observer
The obvious part of the candy hunt
Well, Easter was quite a success up here. We prepared well for it. All of us brought goodies along with the normal weekly items so we were pretty well stocked for candy. The figuring being it wasn’t quite warm enough yet for rabbits to hop with baskets. (Although I’m sure after months of winter rations the fox would have welcomed any attempts…I mean to say that foxes enjoy hollow chocolate bunnies.) The way Sunday played out was much like a fine dining experience of multiple courses and palette cleansers mixed with action sports.
I’ll start with my day because this paragraph is going to be in the first person. Given that I wake up at 4pm, that gave my coworkers plenty of time to set the stage. Before my eyes opened, I had already decided to first eat the jelly beans my mom had gifted me. It was not to be though because an individually wrapped peanut butter cup greeted me at the bedroom door. A trail of its comrades led up to the weather room, with one placed every foot and on every step of the tower. I made it through 11 (i.e. to the bottom stair) before I had to turn around and use the other stairway. Once in the weather room I opened the jelly beans.
Events following will be listed in bullet form.
It’s been snowing and foggy for 5 straight days and we hit a gust of 103mph this morning. No rabbits in sight.
Jon Cotton, Observer
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