April Fools, Easter Bunny!
Busy weekend.
It’s Passover. It’s Easter. It’s the Full Sap Moon. It was also a Blue Moon.
And let’s not forget April Fools Day…………………..are you surprised that is one of my favorites!?
I was just working on my on-going rabbit-hutch-project. Mother Nature had other plans……………..we do need the rain………………..(this is our dry season).
I didn’t need the aforementioned dry rabbit pellets transforming into a mud-slide of Milk Duds.
And I DID remember to wear my gloves again……………..(a real necessity).
So, Mother Nature had her prank for this special day, but that did give me an opportunity to come inside and wait for the sun to come back out.
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Time to reminisce about past April Fools jokes on my very tolerant spouse.
Firstly, he can’t smell.
He’s broken his nose so many times in the past playing soccer, but also one very dramatic time when his Belgian mare swung her mammoth head right into the bridge of his nose………
That was colorful.
So the dude can’t smell.
And I’ve come to find that over the years, his tastebuds will tolerate just about anything.
…………………………………..so that makes culinary April Fools pranks all the more challenging, doesn’t it?
**********Reminiscent April Fools Day Prank #1—————–
“The Aspirated Twinkie”.
I sucked out all of the white filling (it was good) and carefully syringed in catsup as a replacement. It was fastidiously re-packaged and sent off with him in his lunch bag.
He didn’t notice…
**********Reminiscent April Fools Day Prank#2—————-
“Oreos/The Reliable Snack (or is it?)”.
I scraped off all of the white filling (it was good) and carefully spread minty, fluoride toothpaste in its place. They were fastidiously zip-locked in a sandwich bag and sent off with him for lunch.
He didn’t notice…
(They say that the sense of smell is integrally involved in the sense of taste………….I would have to agree.)
I guess I’ll just have to pump up the ante………..
The sun’s come back out……………………..Patrice and I are going back out to continue fixing Roger Rabbit’s mud-pie-of-a-cage. Augh.
While I’m working on the hutch, I’ll have to give some creative thought towards what to pull on my spousal-unit today………………..
I have until midnight…
