Easter-ing Like An Adult

Hello Dear Readers!

It’s been a hot few years since I’ve been home for Easter due to one reason or another (just kidding. It’s travel. It’s always travel). But! This year I finally managed and let me tell you something. I have been Missing. Out.

So I’m not religious by any stretch of the imagination, and neither is my family, which is why I never really made such a big deal out of Easter. Sure, there’s some chocolate, and some good food, but nothing too crazy.

What I neglected to realize was that my family celebrates Easter like a boss. You see, all the kids are grown up now, with my two younger cousins 19 and 21 and myself 29. But rather than stopping Easter egg hunts, which let’s be real are ridiculously fun, the Easter Bunny has instead evolved the process.

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I’m not ashamed

In addition to booze, we hunted Easter eggs containing the best surprise ever- money!

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Including an action shot of Nala

After entirely way too much fun, we then moved the party to Disneyland.

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Obviously

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We also paid six dollars to go on a scavenger hunt around Disneyland, walking thirty thousand steps and riding absolutely nothing. Yes, that’s right, we paid Disneyland to not ride their rides.
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Ain’t nothing bringing this dog down.

-Carissa “I Super Swear I’m An Adult” Rawson

Meeting the Parents

Hello Dear Readers!

I’m writing to you from the depths of economy on a long-haul flight from Copenhagen to Los Angeles. No, it’s not comfortable. Even less comfortable is the fact that I was assigned a middle seat (with no option of changing it!). Fortunately, the woman next to me begged me to change seats with her husband, who was in an aisle seat. I graciously complied. 

Now, I’ve already told you about my trip to meet Harrison’s parents. What I haven’t told you about is his trip to meet mine. You see, Harrison may have two parents and a sister, but I’ve got five and three siblings. We’re a bit larger of a family. 

So I finally enticed Harrison to fly to California, and I ended up meeting him at my apartment as he landed before I arrived home from Illinois.

I take it you all remember when I faced that gauntlet of his friends? It was a bit similar, as my entire family turned out for the special occasion of Harrison’s visit, including my father, who drove in from work just to (I think) glare disapprovingly at Harrison. That’s what Dads are for, right? We’re just lucky he didn’t whip out the pellet gun.

Day two after his arrival I dragged him to Disneyland, because of course I did.

In total Harrison spent a total of seven days in California, including a road trip of the Pacific Coast Highway.

Those posts are upcoming!

-Carissa, Harrison “This is a Psuedonym,” Diamond and Brit “The Snackiest of Snacks”  

Holiday Greetings!

Hello Dear Readers!

A late Merry Christmas to you all, and I hope everyone is having a happy holiday. I’m home right now, spending some decent time with my family before heading back to Scotland. This obviously means copious trips to Disneyland and wine, though not necessarily in that order. (Sometimes even simultaneously!)

It’s been an interesting past few weeks, with my friend Katie coming up to visit (of Australia fame), my other friend Chrissy coming to visit, (all the way from the States!), and my exams at Uni, followed by one very…sober…celebratory evening with my classmates.

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“Sober”

And those posts are coming!

But for now I’m going to go spend some time with my family.

Happy holidays, everyone.

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-Carissa