Stolen from Denny
Before he met his untimely demise, the Easter Bunny apparently made it to Costco and bought two kick-ass Easter Baskets. Allow me to let you in on a secret: Costco is the absolute very best place to buy stuff for gift and gimmick themed holidays. And get there a week or two ahead, at least. Their fireworks for 4th of July are the very best, and those dang Easter baskets are the best I've ever seen.
Their buyers (for the store) are thoughtful, and only accept the best. All the candy in the baskets is big name, and fresh, and Johnny's stuff came in a dinosaur themed Nylon box, that unzips down into a play surface for the toy dinosaurs that came with it. Now, he is 'Mountain-Climber Johnny', and wearing it around as a back-pack.
I really cannot recommend Costco enough. If something breaks, whenever, you take it back, they give you store credit, if you can't find a replacement for it there. Perfect.
I always feel safe when I am in that store. No disgusting poor feral minorities, just well to do ones, nodding and smiling. Heck, when we're in there, we're probably the poorest ones in the building. Best and most diverse meat selection in two counties. The Sample Ladies (that's what our kids call them) love our kids, and light up when they see them. And stuff the little bastards at every station. And unlike other stores, we often actually end up buying the product that they are pimping.
Oh yeah, the wife and kids went to church yesterday, too. Something about somebody made some sacrifice for humanity, or something.
But hey! We got big packs of Starburst, Livesaver gummies, and bags of Jelly Bellies! And solid milk chocolate rabbits!
So, today lights the fuse on the rest of the week, and that fuse burns faster and faster for me, as the years click by. Friday will be here in a few minutes.
Enjoy the interval.