This was the first year of my life where my mother did not make/send me an Easter basket/box. I think when you get to be 26, that’s okay. Especially if your mother is Jewish and really has no business putting together Easter baskets in the first place. Friday night, I let it slip to Sherri that I was just a little bit sad that I let Easter go by without tasting a single piece of Easter candy. She said she was sorry she hadn’t known, because she had just been at the grocery store and it was on sale and could have gotten me some. I said that I was better off without it anyway, and that Easter does come every year.

Well, Sunday afternoon I found myself in Target. The Easter clearance aisle beckoned, and I wandered through, just to check out what was there. It was very picked over, but they had several bags of my very favorite chocolate malted eggs, and I couldn’t help it, one just jumped into my basket. The sign said that everything was 90% off, so I figured it would be pretty cheap. I wasn’t prepared for quite how cheap it would actually be when I got to the checkout counter, though. My bag of chocolate malted eggs cost 16 cents. I was deeply tempted to run back and get a couple more bags, because 16 cents doesn’t even feel like real money. When can you buy ANYTHING in life for 16 cents? The long lines at the checkout kept my purchase to a single bag, which is probably a good thing, because I’ve eaten most of them in the last 24 hours. I have to say, it was the most satisfying bag of chocolate malted Easter eggs I’ve ever eaten, mostly because they were so darn cheap.

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