Did you miss me? I've been on hiatus cos TW is very sickly. We're gonna try to keep a schedule again but TW's head is foggier than usual and it's hard for her to concentrate on my dictation. She has been taking new photos of me though. From the title of this post, you can see she's just doing her thing like this isn't my blog.
As you already know, TW and Pop love collecting holiday decorations and cluttering all my jumping places up with them. Easter is no eggception.
Believe it or not, Pop had a panasonic egg from when he was a wee lad. OK, he wasn't wee, he was more like a little fat kid. What TW? I know that wasn't nice but he wasn't wee. Huh? They're not panasonic eggs? What would you call them? Eggs with attitude? HAH!
TW is trying to tell me the eggs are diorama eggs, which means they have scenes inside them. Some people call them panorama eggs. TW loved the egg from Pop's youth and spent years looking for another one. Of course, there were no interwebs then but she finally found some in a candy shoppe in NYC. The eggs are made of sugar so I guess they would be edible if they weren't a hunnert years old. The scene inside Pop's egg is paper—possibly rice paper—and the others are sugar. Imagine the sugar high a kid could get with one of these babies! They'd be either bouncing off the the walls or in a diabetic coma. I'm gonna order one online and dare TW to eat it.
You can google them to find better pics than TW took being as she was too lazy to unwrap them.