Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Why Living Overseas Sucks Sometimes...

...because at Easter time, here are the things that you CANNOT find, no matter how many overpriced expat grocery stores you spend hours driving to and searching through:

I really don't think I need to add anything to this. Well, maybe just a few words to express what a bummer it is that in the Easter aftermath, I am left with NO delightful marshmallow chicks or creme-filled chocolate eggs to keep me going for weeks to come. We just have a few handfuls of jellybeans and a basket full of Hershey's Kisses that I was able to scrounge up.

Unacceptable. Mairin no likey.

There. I will leave you with that as I send my sincerest wishes that you will enjoy and appreciate your leftover Easter haul. Eat some Peeps and candy eggs for me! Just don't tell me about it. Seriously.


  1. I'm sorry mail isn't better there or I'd send you a haul!
    If it makes you feel any better my thighs and rear end are wishing I lived somewhere where Cadbury mini eggs weren't available!

  2. I would cry if I didn't have those during Easter.

    I was in England for 3 years but we had a commissary that sold that stuff at least.

  3. I feel like crying. I really, really do. I love Peeps and Cadbury eggs SOOOOOO much! But I guess the trade-off is that my pants still fit, and usually I spend the two weeks after Easter wearing drawstring pants and trying desperately to make them look "Dressy" for work.

    I'd still rather be wearing yoga pants and eating candy, though!