Happy Easter from the Desert

The Easter Bunny has come and gone, and we have all eaten too much candy. We dyed eggs, we ate eggs, we hid eggs, and we found eggs. And, I think, at some point this afternoon, Elijah and all his little pals were throwing eggs. That's a sure sign to call it a day at the Egg Hunt. We had a very nice sunrise service this morning out in the park, and we had brunch with the Franklins. All in all... it was a nice Easter Sunday. But, there's no time to rest. I am about halfway through my packing. We (me and the boy) leave at some unholy hour in the morning for the airport. I do love seeing my family, but I hate the thought of getting on that plane. I am soooo looking forward to the day that we can drive to visit everyone. Let it be known that I am not a fan of flying. I already have a big knot in my stomach. Oh. That could be all the chocolate eggs. Or the jelly beans. Or the Peeps. Happy Easter!