Basically, we’ve been trying to have an Easter Egg Hunt since, well, the day before Easter. But the usually stable and reliably gorgeous Maryland spring weather has been notably absent. Cold. Rainy. Pacific Northwesty. Dare I say it, Spokanish. *shudder*
Kids don’t want to have an egg hunt when it’s cold enough to snow but somehow drizzly as well, and parents don’t particularly want to stand around and watch in those conditions. So we’ve scheduled and re-scheduled this thing, hoping that things would improve.
It became a running joke at my house that if things kept on this way, we’d be having our Easter egg hunt on the Fourth of July… hence the comic. This strip ran at the bottom of the latest – and I hope, the last – egg hunt invitation for this year. Fingaz crossed. (Yes, that’s my long-suffering wife in this one…)
Hey Og,
We may have aged some over the last 25 years but that “Og” sense of humor or should I say perspective on life is still the same.
Lee3
Jonesy!
heh heh. Yep, yep. Some things don’t change, or as our old buddy Geddy would say, plus ca change plus c’est la mem chose
By the way, everyone… Jonesy was the first one to call me “Og” way back when. I think I was 16. I was Og and he was Grog…
As GEICO likes to say, “It’s so easy even Og and Grog can do it.”