The look of eager anticipation of a meal that is half a day away.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
My Honey Bunny
I'm married to the coolest man. I say this because as I'm typing this, he is in a quest for the best chocolate Easter Bunny he can find me. Just like most things in life, my honey-bunny husband and I have differing points of view on the subject of Easter chocolate. His theory goes something like this:
" A "Mr. Solid" chocolate rabbit is fine for Easter and the less you pay for it, the better - it's all about the value for the chocolate". I understand his perspective. He's an accountant after-all.
My perspective is thus: If you're going to indulge in Easter chocolates it should be the best quality chocolate you can find. In my mind it is the stuff that comes shaped as a rabbit, wrapped in foil with a sweet little bell around its neck. A Lindt Bunny.
Let's face it - I could settle for a Mr. Solid - but why? My hubby set the precedent for fine European chocolate our first Easter together when he had a grand, delectable French chocolate egg delivered to our hotel suite in Monte Carlo. I was hooked and he was done in for on the Easter Bunny front.
This year, our two worlds may have actually collided - Walmart has a sale on Lindt Easter Chocolates. Now the only question is whether or not they have any inventory!
How to Annoy Me
Show up 10 minutes late for class and then act all put out because in your absence we covered material you need. Grow up. Show up. ON TIME. Everyone's working hard here people!
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