I'll just jump right into it. I've been volunteering at a boys and girls club here in Toronto for a couple weeks, Monday nights I'm part of Vibrant Voices, a radio program for youth, by youth, but with extra help from "adults" such as myself. It's awesome. I love it. But....it makes me feel a) super uncool b) old c) uncool again d) uncool and e) very nervous. Today the program was on teen pregnancy and I really didn't want to say the wrong thing BUT I also didn't want to say anything. So. I did my best. And, I was pretty good, I think. Not cool, but still. The only bad part? When I said "leaking" in reference to lactating. Not a high point.
It's just, you ever get into one of those situations where you get so nervous that you become suddenly VERY aware that you are in fact talking? And you become so self aware of your talking that you completely lose the ability to conjure any type of vocabulary and/or pronunciation and/or thought? No? Well, it's called self absorbed anxiety, folks... and mumma's got a bad case of it.
Anyhoo, Easter was a good one this year. Lots of chocolate. Especially the Cadbury Creme Eggs (I believe I've talked about these before). Let me just say, the Cadbury Twisted Creme Bar? Not worth it. It lacks the overwhelming girth of creme.
Man. That sounded gross.
But, every year the eggs get smaller. I swear. Don't believe me. Check out the clip below.
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Cadburys Creme Eggs don't change size in England. You can buy them in boxes of a dozen over here for a very reasonable price. Send an email to me with your address and I'll ship you over a box.
Mmmm creme eggs.
I too love the creme eggs