Think about it…
Yes. You got it. There are only 10 eggs!!! The world as I know it has ceased to exist when I no longer buy eggs by the dozen. What am I to do with myself? This could completely change Easter Egg dying. What will I do when there aren’t those two extra eggs that have no little pop out holder on the back of the egg dye box?
On a more positive and less Earth shattering note, I discovered an advantage to living in a country where you don’t speak the language: You don’t understand all the swear words in the graffiti everywhere. I realized this today when I found explicit graffiti in English and noticed that I’ve been looking at graffiti for a month now and never felt violated at all. I did find one other bit of English graffiti a couple weeks ago but it said “aim for the sky” which I thought was rather nice of someone to spray paint all over a bus stop wall.