Skip the chocolate drops, the Pink Peeps and the pastel jellybeans.
This year, cancel the Marshmallow Eggs and the yummy bonbons from See’s, Godiva and TCHO.
Bring me a man.
You get around. You know the score: 1.5 zillion single men and women in the United States are online- all hovering over their computer screens Match-ing, being Tinder, seeking Chemistry and Harmony. It is not all sweetness and light, Mr. Peter Cottontail.
No, not that white stuff and certainly not the high-fructose-corn-syrup stuff, either. I want real sugar, sweetheart.
I asked Mr. Sandman to bring me a dream.
I even asked Santa Claus (when it was a real Silent Night) to bring a bouquet of mistletoe and put Mr. McDreamy under my tree… And what did I get? Veritable coal in my Christmas stocking. Ouch!
All I want for Easter is …
So, Mr. Easter Bunny, skip the chocolates and bring me a sweetheart.
Love and kisses,
Miss Marry Marin
aka Amazing Grace
You are Amazing, Grace!
Thanks for sharing your your “love letter” to Peter Cottontail. I bet those cute guys on Match.com will love it.