I think I'll need another few days of swimming this week before I come down off the sugar high from yesterday's sticky buns, homemade chocolate waffles (yes, my dad does Easter right), Draeger's quiche and little yellow Peeps (which DO add up even though they are a "fat free candy" and look so nice and soft and harmless). They are not harmless. My dad's back yard resembled a park in Amsterdam's biggest coffee house district yesterday afternoon, with various children coming down, quick and harsh, from the effects of the sparkly yellow fluff.
This photo was taken just before the crash. Here's B staring adoringly into my eyes in thanks for the PeepSmack I just allowed him to practically mainline into his veins.
Just Say No to Peeps.
Speaking of Peeps, here's a photo of me, Ella Bella, and our new stuffed Peep. These stuffed versions actually are harmless.
And here's W-Dogg just plain giving me smiles for all the loot he's just collected. Hide and Seek for prizes and sugar. What could be better?
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