Time flies when you are doing stuff. It's hard to believe that it is Easter already. Seems like only yesterday that I was stuffing my face at Christmas. Now I'm stuffing my face with hot cross buns.

Which brings me to the Easter Bunny. WTF? A rabbit, laying eggs, made of chocolate. Is it the same rabbit each year or a different one? How does he get from house to house so quickly? Still, not as creepy as the idea of an old bearded man sneaking into my house at night leaving me 'gifts'.