I found a quote the other day that perfectly sums up Deb and me.
Behind every crazy duo, is just a pair of unstable best friends who convince each other that their behavior is normal.
Honestly, we spend a whole lot of time propping each other up. We give each other permission to make snarky remarks about whomever and whatever, allow each other to buy ridiculous things, by twisting each others’ rubber arms, and justify all of the above for the sake of our Etsy shops and this blog. I mean what more could a girl ask for in a best friend?
Well Easter sure snuck up on us, didn’t it? Not often it lands in March. I barely had time to put away the shamrocks before the Easter eggs were supposed to come out. Did I manage to get out Easter decorations? Nope, still have a green runner on the dining room table, but I managed a couple of Easter garden flags and that is just going to have to suffice.
At least we have some Easter finds to brighten your basket by NOT being in it.
These two are having a good gossip:
Probably laughing at the silly price tag attached. Even if it does say Italy, it’s not worth that much. It’s a bit overly large, and not particularly pretty. Plus, I don’t remember what they felt the need to tape to this piece, but I am sure it wasn’t very useful. It will sit there till a half price day, I am sure.
Here is a little trifecta, two bad bunnies and a good one:
I think we don’t have to explain which is which. The bunny with the tassel hands (paws?) is downright terrifying. Looks like she was swallowed up by a rabid pin cushion. The bunny with the five o’clock shadow whiskers is not the worst, but it sure doesn’t make you want to grab it and add to your Easter décor. On the other hand the yoga bunny is rather cute. I wouldn’t feel bad about him peeking out from among my house plants at all. He might even go well outside. Although, I really don’t feel the need to remind our local rabbit population to exercise and stay in shape. I would rather they were couch potatoes over at the neighbor’s house.
We seem to find at least one of these a year:
And for some reason they almost always are sort of squished on one side or the other. I think folks think they are great idea the first year, make it to the second year of use, and after that, they just get pushed down farther and farther into the Easter bin, till they come out looking like this and head to the thrift store. They always look a little sad and downtrodden.
This fellow also looks a little worried:
He is still rather cute though. Why is it bunnies look worried? It’s not like they end up on the Easter menu like turkeys at Thanksgiving. Most folks leave that to the ham, and yet, we see many that look like they are going to the guillotine at any moment. Maybe they are just so anxious to please. If so, this one can relax. We approve.
This poor fellow seems to have had a super growth spurt:
That is one long tall rabbit. Do you suppose he is planting carrots for himself to dig up later? Or maybe he is trying to help his doggy friend bury a bone. No mater what he is doing, he commits the sin of being made of the that nasty resin junk. We are just happy it can still be broken, and we hope this happens soon, before he grows any more! We apologize for the blurry photo. Sometimes Deb’s camera tries to protect you from us a bit overzealously.
This is for folks who want to be really subtle in the the Easter decoration department:
If it weren’t for the burlap ears, you would never figure it out, as that white bunch of flowers would never read cotton tail without the ear accompaniment. It’s not even silk, but plastic, so a hard pass for us. We prefer our rabbits front and center.
We spent a good few minutes laughing at this display:
Ummm, one of these things just might not belong in PG rated Easter display? Deb added an arrow in case you don’t quite see it. We wondered if this was done purely tongue in cheek, or did they really not know. We are more the tiara bunny ears than the Playboy sort, so we left them all for the proper folks to come by and claim them. You know who you are, and we won’t tell.
Hope you have a lovely Easter, and that all your bunnies are solid chocolate!
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