Yes, my family is hilarious, so funny in fact I’m going to tell an Easter story in the middle of August, because their jokes live on long after the holiday is gone.
I’m not even sure how many Easters it’s been since we hosted the annual Steckline egg hunt at our house, but there’s lingering evidence it’s probably a good thing for it to be held elsewhere next year. During the recent inspection of our home, before we can sell it and downsize, one of the things the new buyers requested we fix goes like this. Have heater/air conditioner serviced, remove easter egg from vent….Um, what? Yes, that home inspector found an easter egg shoved up a pvc pipe outside our home. Seems to me I faintly remember someone saying it was stuck during the hunt, but I didn’t realize it had been left there indefinitely.
Luckily, the heating and air guy tackled it first and by breaking the plastic egg inside the pipe, he then managed to suck it out with a vacuum. In case you’re wondering the Bunny left a jaw breaker inside. While it’s a little bit embarrassing to tell someone you need an egg removed from your heater exhaust pipe, the memory that egg really brought back is worse.
My brother-in-law, Doug Wewe, a farmer from Pretty Prairie chose that year to be particularly funny …..why we let him play Bunny and hide any eggs is beyond me but we did. Not only did he apparently shove that one up the pipe, in several of the eggs he removed the candy and left a little something else behind. It was funny the first time an egg was broke open and dog poo was found inside, but considering my baby, six years old at the time, ended up with three poo filled eggs, it wasn’t so funny in the end. To this day Tanza isn’t real eager to open Easter Eggs….but I’m happy now that she’s the one who found them. Just think if all this time instead of a jaw breaker melting in my heater exhaust pipe, it had been poo…..Now that would have been a stinker. I’m Anita Cochran, and that’s what I really wanted to say.


