Dyed Eggs and Yarn Fest (Not Going)

For those of you who wonder if I made the 40(+) mile trip last Sunday (Easter) to purchase egg dye, I did. For those of you who wondered who accompanied me on the 40(+) mile trip to buy egg dye, which would be no one? It seems watching downloaded television on a screen so small it fits on the face of a "smart" phone, is much more entertaining than going to the store with a lonely old man. OK, I’m not that lonely but it makes for a better story.

Me: Put your phone down and come with me to get egg dye.

Girl Twin: I'm watching my favorite show. You had your chance to buy dye.