Oy, Susan! Tooth fears and trauma abound. I'm sorry you have to go through that but weirdly I'm hoping for decay.

As I was leaving today M was like "have fun on your playdate," .. but I did have fun.

So great! You've really needed a friend away from work and your household.

Tooth~ma, Susan. I'm glad they were able to get you in quickly.

Reminder that I really need to find a dentist. Ugh. Put it off forever.

I’m glad you had fun, askye!

The the work stuff sounds less fun, flea. But they’re grownups, and I guess if they want to torpedo their careers they can do so. I hope you and your other coworkers don’t get caught in the crossfire.

Tooth~ma, Susan.

I’m pretty much transferred to my new position. Speaking of vibes, I feel that I vibe much better with my new(ish) manager. No plans to eat off his plate, though.

Tooth~ma, Susan! Fingers crossed for a replacement crown!

The official head count of great-niecephews for Easter is 12, so Tim and his brothers decided they MUST have 300 eggs for the egg hunt; any less would be disappointing. So the 3 brothers are procuring/filling 100 eggs each to bring for Easter, and I am so goddamn excited about what I can put in the eggs (in addition to candy, of course). I've narrowed it down to temporary tattoos and small plastic cephalopods/dinosaurs/whatever interesting critter I can find. Although my joke about what to put in the eggs was "BEES!!! Fill 'em full of bees!", so I sort of want to find tiny plastic bees, or maybe a plush bee small enough to fit in a plastic egg.

It's *possible* I shouldn't be allowed to fill Easter eggs.

That is...so many eggs.

That is...so many eggs.

Going completely over the top is 100% Middle Brother's M.O. I suspect he was the mastermind of the 300-egg decree, and Oldest Brother and Tim just shrugged their shoulders and went "better just go along with this plan because god only knows what he'll do if he can't hide 300 eggs for 12 kids."

"better just go along with this plan because god only knows what he'll do if he can't hide 300 eggs for 12 kids."

Somebody better map the egg placement, or you're going to invite a pack of raccoons into the neighborhood with free protein.

I'm gonna say right now: 300 eggs is too many. That's 25 eggs per kid. That's insane. They're going to get bored and quit, and nobody is going to eat that many eggs even if they're deviled.

The rain has stopped briefly. I think I can go run. We have to prep for our flight to LA tomorrow.

I feel like I'm on a ship that's pitching down into a maelstrom with whirlpools on either side. Here we go.....

Somebody better map the egg placement, or you're going to invite a pack of raccoons into the neighborhood with free protein.

I'm gonna say right now: 300 eggs is too many. That's 25 eggs per kid. That's insane.

Yeah, but the brothers are on board with it, so this is just another Middle Brother Outlandishly And Needlessly Oversized Harebrained Scheme. Easter is at Middle Brother's house, so if he wants 300 eggs for 12 kids, that's what's going to happen.

They're going to get bored and quit, and nobody is going to eat that many eggs even if they're deviled.

They're plastic eggs that'll have candy or other stuff (temporary tattoos! tiny plastic cephalopods!), so deviling those would be quite the feat.

I'm really not annoyed by Operation How Many Eggs Did You Say?!?!?!, because it's not my circus. If SiL is on board with it (and she seems to be; or at the very least she's tolerating it), it's their yard, so I have zero emotional investment in it.

I will, however, be documenting the chaos on Instagram or Facebook.

Also keep track of when the various un-found eggs are found. I bet you'll be finding some NEXT Easter.

Also keep track of when the various un-found eggs are found. I bet you'll be finding some NEXT Easter.

Not my circus. That's entirely Middle Brother's folly to deal with.