Wednesday, April 8, 2009
A Peeps Easter Tea Party
This is Matilda Peep.
This is Emma Peep.
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Setting: A sunny garden in west Georgia
The occasion: Sisters Matilda and Emma Peep are having tea
The reason: Easter preparations
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Matilda: I love this tea, Emma. What kind did you say it was again?
Emma: It's called "Chocolate Easter Egg Rooibos."
Matilda: Yummo, as Rachael Ray would say. I just love that show. Say, have you got a new Easter dress this year?
Emma: Well certainly I have. You don't think I'd let March go by without finding my dress, do you? Pass the sugar bowl, please.
Matilda: Aren't you supposed to be on that low sugar diet? And yes, there was that one time you wore the same old pink dress two years in a row.
Emma: This, from a woman who's still carrying a black pocketbook in April. And are you saying this outfit makes my butt look big?
Matilda: You're the one who was giving up sugar for Lent, not me. And Emma Peep, you know full well I can't begin using my new white pocketbook until Sunday. That would be tacky.
Emma: Speaking of tacky, where did you get that new hat?
Matilda: Excuse me?
Emma: You have to admit, it looks rather like there was an explosion at the ruffle factory, sister dear!
Matilda: Said the woman who thinks it's OK to wear beads on a hat before noon. Honestly, if the pastor falls into the altar flowers on Sunday morning, it's probably because he got blinded by all the bling on that hat.
Emma: You're just jealous that I found such a fashionable hat on my trip to Paris last month.
Matilda: Am not!
Emma: Are too! (Furiously, she pushes her teacup toward her sister, who is serving today.) More tea, PLEASE.
(SILENCE. The women sip tea for a few minutes without saying a word.)
Matilda: I'm sorry I made fun of your new hat, Sis. I'm sure it will be just lovely on Easter morning.
Emma: That's all right, dear. I'm sorry I made fun of your ruffles.
Matilda: Let's just let bygones be bygones. Let's not speak of this unpleasantness ever again.
Emma: No, never again! Not a Peep!