Bdot, her brother and myself decided to see if we could score some reduced post-Easter chocolate to satisfy a craving started by the consumption of Mr.Munchie (thx B!) the Easter bunny yesterday. Sadly the Shoppers was pretty much cleaned out… While her brother and I waited for Bdot outside we were approached by a man with a girl (presumably his daughter) that said they were stranded and try to collect fare for a bus to Barrie. Well, I gave him a little change, but as I walked away, the more I thought about it, the more improbable his story was… Catch a bus on Easter Sunday from Brampton to Barrie? unfreaking-likely. I know it is small change and who knows what the real story is… I don’t always want to be a dick and tell them to sod off…strange.
B. and I transplated a tree from her backyard to her front garden… hopefully it will survive, it is a groovy looking tree. B. made a last minute Easter Ham. I don’t know why I can’t get into ham, the rest of the piggy is so yum.