Bunny Wabbit and Egg Day

Last year, I was at Boracay for the Holy Week, and, well.

This year, I wanted to be at Boracay for the Holy Week.

Pfft.

Still, I was a pretty good soul. After painting 2 dozen eggs with one solid color (creativity was not present that day), I resorted to simply tying ribbons around them. (The drive to see kids smiling were gone too).

But hey, I guess my eggs weren't so bad. Look, they've sent a kid blindfolded to eat them.

She was a bad sport.-------------------->

*warrior drums*




That night, the family celebrated Easter Dinner. Everyone brought their significant others along, except me.

*insert pouty face*

But i gotta tell you something about my clan, if we're not drinking together, we're jamming together. Decades of songs were played in one night. (Trust me, you don't wanna know what they were... Unless you're into Von Trappe, Beatles, RJ, Michael Learns to Rock, Parokya, Kamikazee, Ritchie Valens, and some originals you haven't heard.)

My, that was a giveaway, wasn't it?

Oh, and the food was delish too. Thanks to the lovely people of Dampa, Libis.

And Conti of Conti's cakes.

(Which didn't last long enough to have its picture taken.)