I have that stupid song, "Where have all the flowerrsssss.... gone??" running through my mind.
You see, earlier I discovered the BESTEST post-Easter-egg snack (not at all healthy, but yummy). Egg salad (made w/light mayo, mustard,and just a scooch of horseradish, salt and pepper) as a dip for potato chips! I know. I'm sorry.
But.
A few minutes ago, I was scooping, preparing to eat. And a chunk of egg salad fell off. Into ... apparently a rift in the time-space continuum, because it's GONE. Not "gone because the dogs snarfed it" but really, truly gone. I checked my pants. I checked the couch. I checked the top I'm wearing, my chin, the carpet, and my pants again.
Gone.
I am afraid to leave the house because no doubt it's clinging to me somewhere. And wouldn't THAT be glamorous? "Oh, Kate! Good to see y...... what is THAT?"
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I found it, in between the couch cushions.
However, I concur--egg salad as a dip for potato chips is awesome. WIth chopped pickles. (No horseradish thankyouverymuch.) And the eggs with festive green and purple stains (just had to dye a few--I haven't done much for Jesus lately.)
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