Easter has arrived. That means Lent has come and gone. Forty days and 40 nights without dessert. Easter morning arrived and I admittedly tore into my little bag of happiness before the muppets could rend their path of destruction through their basket of new toys.
Stay tuned for tales (pun intended) of our Easter extravaganza. The giant bunny was good to us. Now I languish in a sugar coma, mourning the rapid death of my Seeâ€™s Chocolate Bunny, while the muppets cuddle with their fluffy new friends.