Kids vs. adults. The difference is...it's already near 10 pm and I haven't even opened the box marked Mr. Solid. The easter bunny sits with its one candy colored eye peering out at me, wondering if I might have something against him. I don't even have a craving for chocolate today. My thoughts turn to cavities, or calories. Not so much calories, but all that processed sugar that my body is doing fine without. Healthy eating has won over in the end. So i say to my brother, "Do you want that chocolate bunny?" "No... I think chocolate gives me heartburn." "hmmm. Is this what aging is about. Ahh, there's so much to look forward to."
One easter I ate the whole bunny. My vision started to go blurry and then a massive headache ensued. My first and only migrane. I think it's freaked me a little since.
So Mr. Solid sits alone on the counter ...Happy Easter.