April 07, 2010
The elusive Easter basket grass...a shimmery staple in a basket of goodies, a tangled web between you and the fallen jelly bean, a continual pain in the back side to get rid of. Yes friends, Easter grass, the close cousin of Christmas tree tinsel rears its ugly head once again. The Easter grass must be having an affair with the dust bunnies, because it knows some great hiding spots. I cleaned and swept and mopped and vacuumed and thought I had got it all, but alas I toss off the flip flops and what is that stuck to my foot? How can this be? The biggest mystery is that we didn't even use Easter basket grass this year due in part to my loathing of it. It was last years strands stuck to the baskets. If placed under surveillance would it multiply? Yes, I think it would, and I'll go a step further and say it does! Well, at least there is still chocolate therapy to soothe my Easter aftermath woes. So off I go to grab the vacuum attachments, I see a glimmer in the corner!