Easter hath come and gone.  The kids had their fair share of candy and Casey is officially addicted to chocolate.  Who cares about the rising of Christ when there is a bucket of Nestle candy eggs sitting nearby?

In other news, we came home from Easter dinner to a pretty awesome pool of water in our TV room.  I had been observing a water spot on the ceiling over the past few days.  The discoloration had been mutating in size and didn't know exactly where/why the leak was stemming from.  Chris was able to push through the drywall -- which means water had been saturating that space for some time.

Turns out..... and I LOVE to say this...... we had a wax ring blow out.  The toilet in the master bath needs a temporary face lift, that is until we demolish the whole darn thing.  Our bathroom is straight outta Sybaris (you know-- the sex motels with heart-shaped bathtubs).  As much as I love porno style bathrooms, I'm ready for an updated shower that's larger than a porta-a-potty and a bathtub that's smaller than Soldier Field.