I’ve liked Rachael Ray ever since her first quirky 30 Minute Meals show on the Food Network.
I like her magazine, Every Day with Rachael Ray. Good recipes. Good tips. (Normally) good ideas.
The April issue that we just got has some ultra-creative egg decorating ideas.
They give techniques for making eggs REALLY hard to hunt. They show how to make them look like grass or rocks, or blend in with table decorations or a brick sidewalk.
But then . . . the cutest idea of all was one that made the egg look a pair of baby shoes, hidden in plain sight with all of the family’s other shoes.
Hmmm. Hidden in plain sight doesn’t really work for me. You know, Slob Vision and all . . .
Another showed how to make an egg look like part of a shirt, so you could hide it IN A DRAWER!
In a drawer, people.
Can I just say that while eggs hidden outside can feature all sorts of creativity . . . no slob should, under any circumstances . . . place a boiled egg (cute or not) inside a drawer.
And walk away.
And assume someone will find it.
Before it starts to smell.
I suppose the eggs could be blown out (a concept that totally grosses me out), but then we have the issue of eggshells in my underwear.
I just can’t see how it could possibly end well in our home.
Please note: If you’d like to suggest I make a spreadsheet detailing the number of eggs hidden vs found . . . Welcome!
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I laughed so hard! I love that I have found another!! Another God fearing Wife, Mother, Homemaker that is…wait for it…a slob. Until you bore it all and came out in your slobdom, I thought I was the only one. Now I know I am one of many lovely “works in progress”. Thanks for sharing.
And yeah, no slob in their right mind would hide hard boiled eggs like that! Now Candy filled ones,hidden that well could provide months worth of discovering treats in unexpected places…might be something to that!
Yes, jelly beans in the undies drawer? That I could do!
I just love your posts. I’m also a slob trying to get the house in order. This article has me laughing so hard.
You are so real and honest. I really appreciate that.
You make me feel not so alone in my efforts to clean up.
Oh thank you, Anastacia!
This reminds me of the episode of Gilmore Girls where Kirk hid all of the easter eggs and didn’t create a “map” to make sure that all were found. When Taylor gets back from wherever he went, the town is starting to smell. So Luke goes out and finds the remaining eggs. And Kirk is never allowed to do the Easter Egg Hunt again.
But yeah, not going to happen at my house either. We stick with plastic eggs filled with whatever I can find in the dollar bin.
The Gilmore Girls episode is exactly what I was thinking of the whole time I read this! Loved that show!
I have to agree this is never happening at my house either. Even if I made a map I would probably forget where I put it which would make the stinky eggs easier to find than the map!
I can’t stop giggling. To be quite honest, I can’t imagine this being a good idea in anyone’s home, but in mine … oh, there’d be a smell. For sure.
We do egg hunts outside, with plastic eggs with goodies, or we use jelly beans. Plastic eggs work well for little kiddies and jelly beans can be hysterical to watch if you have older “kids” (adults included).
“You must be new here.” HA!
New here, really sticks out on this awesome slob blog!!
Giggling out loud! OMW, I can’t imagine finding one of those hidden eggs mid-summer. Yikes. Very cute idea, but the consequences could be staggering.
(this from the woman who found a plastic egg just last week in her garden)
Oh my! This was hilarious. 🙂 I totally relate. Love it!
“Welcome, you must be new here”. ROTFL that was too funny!
Love you and your blog so much!!!
You are SO the best, and I am intensely jealous of you and Connie hanging out for the weekend at Blissdom! Love this! (I don’t know if we’ll even get around to dying eggs, let alone hiding the things!)
FWIW, ‘creatively’ decorated and hidden or not, I take a picture of each egg as I hide it with enough detail that I can find the area. AND I do count before and after the hunt, then we all go through pictures looking for eggs
Welcome to the blog. Lol.
Sorry, couldn’t resist.
You know we actually experienced that in our family! It was wet and rainy for Easter a few years ago so we did our egg hunt in my grandmother’s basement. When the eggs were all found we were one short but assumed my uncle ate it (he’s notorious for sneaking food.) Around August or so my grandma was cleaning down there and pulled out a bucket of balls she has for her dogs. She grabbed the colorful “ball” on top and it shattered nasty rotten egg all over her and the floor. The basement didn’t smell right for a year! Ha we don’t do egg hunts in the house anymore.
A boiled egg in a drawer is not really a good idea for anyone. I know rotten egg is a hard stain to get out…
I live in Texas and I can assure you not finding an egg by the next day leads to not nice smells for a long time! And being that most Easters around here are so hot to begin with, real eggs aren’t usually edible by the time you how and search for them. Unfortunately the same goes for chocolaty treats as well. Even in doors, hiding chocolate eggs can be bad for us slobs :!
I love it, Nony! So true! I have to share what my Mom started doing when my boys were small – one was only 2 at the time. She took plastic eggs and put clues in them (to find the next egg). Some eggs also had pennies, nickels, etc., or a small piece of candy. At the end was a present. The younger the child, the simpler (and fewer) the clues. One year she did it when both my boys and my brother’s 2 kids were at her house. In that case, the parents of the children had to do the clues and hide the eggs while Grandma played with the kids. We did this at least till they got to jr. high age. Kids all loved it.
Seriously, the spreadsheet idea! ROFL!!!! That’s so something I would get lost doing instead of making the stupid eggs! Or rather cleaning up from making the stupid eggs. I say stupid, because while someone else could quickly make lovely expertly hidden eggs, the perfectionist in me would spend way too much time over-analyzing every single detail, which is stupid to waste so much time on IMHO.
Same, I’m a spreadsheet person!
When I learned about the query function in Access in High school, I was giddy for a long time. Rofl.
This is one of your best yet! But, then I say that every time I read another one of your blogs. I love how your mind works!
Thank you I needed that! We hide plastic eggs with candy in them… that way if we loose it, so to say… it is a nice treat when we find it a few weeks later…that or the dog will get it and she will be so happy… :O)
Thank you for a good laugh… my whole thing is who has the time to make such pretty eggs?? And why hide them if they are so pretty…set out on Easter at the table I say.
Eggs in a drawer… doh…
Made me laugh out loud today! I remember an Easter from childhood. That year it rained, and rained, and then snowed. so, of course we had our egg hunt inside Grandma’s house. We had a counted the number of eggs at the beginning of the day so that none would be lost, but after an entire day of egg hunts and Uncles snatching and eating the eggs and so on, we kind of lost count of the eggs. We really did not know how many eggs were lost in the house. The best guess we could come up with was that there were either four or six eggs unaccounted for. During the summer months they began to reveal themselves.
I also have to share what happened last Easter. We all grew up hiding and finding hard boiled eggs. I remember when I got to be a bit older then we started having a few of those plastic eggs. We loved them so much. We would pass the old yucky hard boiled ones on the hunt for the plastic eggs. Our children have gotten the other way around. I brought hard boiled eggs to the hunt last year and the kids were so overjoyed to have “real” eggs to hide. my sisters and I just laughed. Luckily we were outside so there was no danger of lost eggs inside my Mom’s house.
I learned YEARS ago to COUNT the number of eggs we hide. We don’t bother with hardboiled, just candy filled plastic ones. I can only imagine searching through the house with my sniffer trying to figure out the source of the stench. LOL
I remember the year that the teens all determined we were too old to hunt for Easter eggs, so we hid them instead. And in the process found a stash of chocolate Easter eggs from the previous year. It was a good hiding place. That’s why we thought of it–twice.
This post is hilarious! It made me think of that Gilmore Girls episode too. I am always afraid we won’t find all the eggs, but I have finally something that actually works for me. I take pictures. A close up, and then a farther out shot.
Hilarious. when I was in high school, we did an egg hunt in our church every year for the younger kids. One day a few months after Easter, my Sunday school teacher sat on a little table that was in our classroom and we heard a boom. We thought it was just the wood adjusting on a little table or something until the room filled with a putrid smell. Turned out that someone had missed an Easter egg and the movement had caused it to explode inside the drawer. We had to evacuate the church. Worst thing I’d ever smelled.
That’s horrible/hysterical!!!
Cry laughing, trying not to wake anyone. This is an EPIC story.
LOL! WHY would anyone even THINK of putting an egg inside a drawer?! Even a ‘normal’ person would probably forget it’s there!
Oh boy this reminds me of something not quite the same but similar. Reorganizing my son’s room when he was about 4 years old, I found in a drawer a lidded bowl I had been missing for awhile, and in it were a couple of eggs sitting in a handful of grass, that had been in there long enough that when I dumped it the grass retained the rounded shape of the bowl. I asked him what the deal was and he said he was waiting for them to hatch! Thank God I keep it pretty cool in my house and it had been probably only a few months!
I know I’m a year after the last comment, but I’m thoroughly enjoying your blog! We are so much alike and reading the comments shows me that I’m really not so “abnormal” and alone as I thought.
I am a slob with a twist, I feel that all of life should be an art project, so currently the ledge above the sink is filled with egg shells that I blew the eggs out of, soaking in soapy water. It was much easier than I remember when I did this for my son years ago. I am, of course, now preparing the craft for my grandchildren. In between art projects I try to declutter a little bit every day. At least 10 years past with me just piling stuff in my son’s old room, and I am trying to empty it out so I can have a fun room for the grandkids to sleep in when they come to stay.
Honestly the children always have a hard enough time finding them without me getting so stealthy.
The kids never found the last Easter egg one year (thankfully it was in the garden not the house). I now take a picture with my phone of every place I put an egg in (and the youngest can look at them for clues).
When I was about 5 or 6 years old, I received from my grandma-like nanny this beautiful, darkblue easter egg with many little flower-stickers on. I liked it so much, so I kept it in my wardrobe.
Some weeks later I was wondering where this smell came from …
I was disappointed and sad about what did happen to my wonderful easter egg and still remember this egg and his smell …
When we were little, my brother found a leftover egg hidden in the shrubbery and ate it before anyone realized. It was about June and Florida. He didn’t get sick, but we always wondered why not! We still laugh about it…
I can so relate to making the map and then not finding it! Happy Easter!!
BoyMom here & recovering slob (so much recovery left to do). Our sons are 18 and 20 so no more dying eggs, But when they were younger we would hide the eggs, find them, and then a day or two later we would play Easter Egg Baseball. We’d find an empty field and borrow an aluminum baseball bat, because you should never do this with a wooden bat. And we would play baseball with Easter eggs. Nobody was going to eat them after we hid them and the boys found them, So they were going in the trash anyway. And it is so much fun to see the egg explode. Again, I’m a boy mom.
HOWEVER The slob part comes in when one year, it wasn’t a few days after Easter. It was a full two weeks probably. And I just stopped noticing that the eggs were on the table, not being taken to the field. And it turned out most of the eggs were fine. But when Mom came up to bat, I connected and hit that egg square on. And it exploded, rotten egg all over my glasses and face! We still laugh about it
Oh dude! Perfect boy Mom excapade!
Only would work with wooden eggs.
Sorry hmm not sorry. Never understood the concept of hiding boiled eggs. We did Plastic eggs when it became available. Even if we remember where we placed them we still find one here and there during the year. I would not go through the trouble of hiding food that can spoil inside the house never.
We have a bit of a different egg hunt situation at our house every year. I love the chocolate Cadbury Creme Eggs that you can buy at Easter time. So my husband buys me a box of 5 and hides them around the house for me to find. Sometimes he lets the kids help hide them for me. I don’t go hunting for the eggs, I just go about my regular routines and activities and get a nice surprise treat when I find one. Sometimes it does take me months to find them all, but it has been a super fun way to savor the treat of the chocolate eggs and it is also special to me that my husband does this for me every year. I just found my first egg of this year’s egg hunt yesterday. 😊
Julia, that sounds un-normal, but very nice!! 💗 Something anyone could do, lol.
The magazine idea for “normal” people sounds like a crazy idea for anyone. It’s more of a fantasy idea— “wouldn’t this be loverly?” 😃😆
One of the most entertaining comments sections this far. Hahahaha!