Monday, April 25, 2011

Easter Hangover.

"The Lone Oddity" print, from lkbarbour.

When I think of Easter, I think of the last Easter egg hunt I was ever a part of. I was 8 or 9...ok, maybe I was 13. Anyways, I remember feeling like I was stealing the joy from the other (younger) kids. Most likely, my paranoia stemmed from the glares of hovering parents--eyeballing me like I was some sort of Easter devil.

I hate egg hunts.

Got an Easter memory (or nightmare) you'd like to share? Let us know.

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