If yesterday really was Easter, how was yours? While mine didn’t totally suck, it sure didn’t feel like Easter.
While I consider myself spiritual, I don’t usually attend church every week. Still, I cannot remember an Easter week where I didn’t go to at least Easter Sunday mass or services. In the past, I often went to Palm Sunday and Good Friday masses, too. Easter is one of my favorite holidays. This year we didn’t even go to church. It felt really weird. We didn’t go because we don’t really have a church of our own and my MIL and FIL haven’t chosen a new one yet. I didn’t know that they had decided on a church to go to for Easter Sunday because they told Jason and he didn’t think that I would want to go.
Usually, following church, we would have brunch at Jason’s parent’s house and have all the festivities that go with that. This year because there wasn’t really a church that we would all go to together, there wasn’t brunch at Jason’s parent’s. Instead we had dinner at their house which started at 3 and lasted until just after 7. I ate too much, the kids got too much “stuff” and it was really, really hot at their house. That’ll happen if you stick 20 or so people into a house and turn on the oven and bake things. It gets really warm in a hurry. Especially if you have half of the people running around looking where the Easter Bunny left things for them. They get as much stuff from the Easter Bunny as most kids get from Santa Claus. I’m not kidding.
Most years, the Easter Bunny hides all the stuff out in the yard before we arrive for brunch. This year, Easter fell so early in the year, it was too cold outside. Oh, and it had been snowing for 3 days! The meteorologists said last week that it would snow on Thursday night and Friday. They said that we would get a few inches. It started Thursday night and it didn’t stop until Sunday afternoon. We got more than a few inches. You know, I love winter, I’ve said that, but even I am getting sick of this winter. Enough already.
This is the first year that Isabelle hasn’t been here on Easter morning to get her Easter basket. Sam and Emily didn’t want Easter baskets this year. There was no one to wake us up all excited because the Easter Bunny had been here and left them some treats. Instead there was a bag of stuff on the kitchen table for Isabelle and cards for Ashley, Emily and Sam. It was pretty sedate here yesterday morning.
It just didn’t feel like Easter yesterday. It was too early, it was white instead of green, there was no church, no brunch and no excited children waking us up in the morning. I was telling this to Fab and he said that it was really all about Jesus anyway. That’s true. It was just hard to remember that it was the celebration of Jesus’ resurrection without all the usual traditions that we have as a family and with weather that looked more like Christmas instead of Easter.
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Also. You got to sleep in and did not have to deal with hyper active children and are complaining???
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I don’t usually attend church every week.
Umm…honey? That makes it sound as if you actually go sometimes
I was telling this to Fab and he said that it was really all about Jesus anyway
That’s right, I’m a holy man. Y’all better recognize!
I’m feeling ya girl.
No church. No Ham.
We didn’t even dye eggs.
It’s the traditions that give structure to holidays and such. When you take them away or change them, it doesn’t feel right somehow.
Things are changing in your world. You have to find new traditions to reclaim the holiday.
Look who has the best tits in the Blogiverse! You do!
Congratulations on the booby win!! They do look marvelous by the way.
Yes, we didn’t have either grandchild this Easter. First time in 5 years. Didn’t even color Easter eggs. First time in 22 years that we haven’t done that.
I really miss coloring Easter eggs.
We had a nice quiet Easter–the PS’ niece brought over ham and since the PS had to move someone yesterday that was pretty much it for Easter. Weird but nice–because there’s gonna be anything BUT peace getting ready for the convention.
Heya there beautiful boobies!!
CONGRATS!
If you eat hard boiled eggs, you & Jason at least need to dye eggs every year – K & I kept that tradition going even when she was older, just to have something.
I unpacked boxes and didn’t even drink anything.
That helps my religious standings, correct?
That settles it – next year – I’m calling you at O’dark-thirty, and waking you up so you can listen to the kids finding all the goodies left by that silly bunny.
Blue–Someday you will complain, too. It will happen all too soon. Thanks on the cleavage thing! Congrats to you, too. I know you worked hard on it.
Fab–I do go. On occasion. And you know, you minister to people more than you will ever know. God works in mysterious ways. You should reply to this comment.
Britt–We didn’t dye eggs, either. Damn it.
Finn–You are right. Oddly, Fab said similar things to me yesterday.
Hilly–Isn’t that awesome! Yours are pretty spectacular, too.
TrishK–We didn’t color eggs either. Add that to the list of things that made it feel like it wasn’t Easter. Plus, I didn’t see my family at all.
Pand0ra–Yeah, you got a lot of chaos coming your way. Fun chaos, I’m sure, but still chaos.
Tug–Thank you! LOL
You are right, we probably should insist on something.
Slick–I think so. I think that’s exactly what it means.
FG–Okay. Sounds good to me!
Congratulations on the titty war *ahem* I mean the cleavage contest! Can I touch yours when we meet? :d
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