keaton and alix are somewhere in holland.
my son is quite busy with his mom and step-dad.
so i'm home alone with annabel, our beloved yellow lab.
but it's easter and although i'm leaving in a few hours to join the brothers crane in what should be another memorable afternoon of storytelling and laughs, i've been hellbent on not letting a little aloneness get in the way of easter spirit.
and nothing gets annabel and me into it like a good old easter egg hunt.
so yesterday in anticipation i bought a dozen eggs, painted them with some left over beige interior semigloss wall paint, rolled them in sparkles and other adornments, then boiled them, and froze them over night, while i cleaned up the pots, stove top and paint brushes with turpentine.
about an hour and a half ago i took the eggs and hid them throughout the backyard.
i went back inside and had a cup of joe as i anxiously waited to forget where i had placed them.
twenty minutes later, annabel and i set out to find them.
boy i am a good egg hider.
thirty minutes later we had found a grand total of eight; five for annabel, three for me.
exhausted from climbing trees and digging up the yard, we retired to the kitchen to make egg salad together, eating our easter bounty off the best china placed on the floor.
and now we are just sitting around like slugs filled with the easter spirit.
it's a nice feeling.
and i just knew it would be.