When I googled images for the seven deadly sins. This came up. Brrrr. Creepy. It's made out of paper and bamboo by Hajime Emoto. This collection is meant to represent the seven deadly sins. The website is in Japanese, so I'm not sure what this one represents. I'm guessing this specimen represents greed but I think that might be a little too obvious. All I know is, I'm glad these aren't real.
It's time to 'fess up. I've probably, in the last few days, have committed all the seven deadly sins in some way or another.
Wrath: Creepy baseball coach. Need I say more?
Sloth: Not posting on my regular blogging schedule. It's spring break, sorry.
Lust and Gluttony: Went out to eat last night at my local brew pub that used to a former porn theatre/shop. It's actually a beautiful brick building but that's besides the point.
Greed, Envy, and Pride: Not so much. But four out of seven ain't so bad!
Okay, did I get them all? It's like naming the Seven Dwarfs. You seem to always miss one.
Another confession; Easter is not a big deal in our house. Yes, I said it. Easter is not a big deal. *cringe*
My kids hunt for Easter eggs, they eat some of their Easter basket candy for breakfast, and play outside. It's a quite affair. There is not a big breakfast or brunch. Something simple for dinner. There's not a ham or leg of lamb in sight. This year, my sisters and I are going to switch it up.
Confession: We are going to have a Fry Daddy dinner this Easter.
*gulp. I am so going to that place, where you fry, if you catch my drift.
The idea of a Fry Daddy dinner was brought up by my sister Robin's boyfriend Rob. When he was a kid, his family used to have Fry Daddy night. From what I understand, is that you deep fry everything in a Fry Daddy. Mushrooms, cauliflower, zucchini, potatoes, or what have you. That's what we are going to do for Easter. Not everybody is happy about this. Bill, my new brother in law, wants to do something more traditional. I'm pretty sure he wants a ham. The Man, is upset because he has to work and he wants some fried food. The sous chefs were perplexed, "What do you mean, everything is fried? We've never done something like that!" Katie wants to try deep fried Twinkies. Will thinks it's cool. Drew was like, "huh?" Nancy hasn't said much. What do you think?
Every year when we dye eggs for our Easter Egg hunt, I make a money egg. The egg is dyed green with money signs all over it. It normally is worth ten dollars (I'm thinking twenty this year) and of course, it's the hardest egg to find. But my kids are getting older and wiser so I need ideas. My house is 88 years old, which means there's lots of nooks and crannies. It's 2 stories, with lots of tress and a little pond in the backyard. Give me a good spot to hide my money egg. It can be inside or outside.
The prize: you'll win a photo of your choice that I've posted on my other blog or on my flickr account. I know it's not much but maybe someone would like a photo for their time and effort. You have until Saturday the 22nd 8:00 PM PST to enter.
*my kids are banned from reading this post.
*it's also not going to be a home computer print. I will be going to a private lab to get the photo printed to the size you specify.