Peep Driving. by Violet

Just left my mom's office with a smile on my face- because we always build each other up and comment on how freakin' hilarious we are. Although it might not be thought by anyone else- but that doesn't really matter to us. Because we literally bust a gut laughing at each others, and our own jokes.

So peep driving was an idea that my mom got from an intern in her office to spice up Easter. The story of how she came up with it is actually better than the novelty of driving Peeps like golf-balls. The Fullards (Fuller-Millards) always spice up holidays somehow...Believe me- the peep driving wasn't even the high point of the Easter Celebration. But, Peeps aren't good for much else- so why not have a driving contest?



So of course when Anabeth got out there to try it- she pointed afar like the Sultan of Swat and showed the family where her Peep was going to land. It wasn't hard to find the winner because of the neon-green marshmallow trail that followed. And yes mom I had to google how to spell that- thank you writing to read.

I was discouraged from trying the game because as either Ace or Harrison explained, "Come on Violet, you are just going to embarrass yourself". My brothers LOVE me.

Our family was a fun mad-house on Easter- and I loved every minute of it. Once I left- I immediately felt the need for a nap- we are just THAT exhausting. but a good exhausting- which left me wondering- do I exhaust everyone that I come into contact with?

So Easter was everything I had built it up to be and more- both Saturday and Sunday celebrations- and even Orphan Easter with my business school friends.

Like law school, many business school graduate students come from out of state and are left alone in Waco for the less celebrated holidays like Easter. So being a Wacoan, much to my mothers dismay, I celebrate Easter also as an orphan on Sunday night. So with Salad and Wine in hand- I went to the Outpost and joined the other orphans, and had a great time.

Best part of that night was when Robert Griffin was playing basketball. Being the only girl at orphan Easter, I was the one volunteered to flirt with him and ask him to "dunk one for me". Looking back, I think I'm going to blame his football injury on the fact that he turned me down. But I know that Harrison Fuller lost a little respect for me the day that i was turned down by a Baylor Football player. Perhaps mom is right, I really am past my sell-by date, at age 23.