My Easter Basket

So, to most 28 year olds, Easter Baskets probably aren't a big deal. They might've outgrown them, oh, 23 years ago... but, not me. I look forward to Easter and the Easter Basket. At the Guenther house, the Easter Bunny always divided things up equally and we had the perfect candy, every year... Egg-gums, Malted Milk balls, a chocolate bunny... don't even think about making an Easter Basket without these crucial ingredients :). If you're at Aunt Carol's house, you also get underwear, in easter eggs.

Needless to say, Easter snuck up on us this year. With the Extreme Makeover, we didn't plan to go home, see family, eat an Easter meal, go to church... nothing. It made us sad, but come on people, we are trying to hit a deadline.

So Saturday when we went for our afternoon walk, I mentioned how sad I was that we hadn't bought any Easter candy, and that with my recent homelessness, I wasn't sure if the Easter Bunny would know where I lived... Mike said- we'll buy some at Walmart tomorrow for 75% off... and it worked, I dropped the subject.

Flash forward to Sunday morning, when Mike woke me up and surprised me with this... the perfect Easter Basket.

(Don't knock the photography, I took it with my camera phone and I didn't have my contacts in yet)

Egg-gums, malted milk balls, a chocolate bunny, iTunes gift card, a book on composting, and a Reeseter Bunny (yes, Reeses bunny, how awesome is that!?). It honestly made my morning... who am I kidding, it made my week!

I'm still smiling.... and I have the best husband, ever!