It’s time for another hot topic and this week is how difficult it can be getting ready for Easter. I can honestly appreciate all the work my parents went through now. It is tough and there are so many decisions to be made. This is almost as difficult as Christmas. The problem for me is that I want Easter to be more about faith than all of the other stuff.
We don’t do baskets because the kids get so much stuff at the egg hunts they attend. There are usually three sometime during Easter weekend. I always buy everyone a chocolate bunny. Although I buy these as soon as they hit the stores and then put them in the freezer. You know to torture everyone. The other night my uncle and I were in the kitchen when he made a comment about the bunnies. I told him they were hoping for a stay of execution but it didn’t look good for them. He almost fell over laughing. I have a really odd sense of humor.
Take dying eggs for example. Why in the world do I need to dye twenty dozen eggs for the church? I mean really think about this. We are going to hide all these dyed, boiled eggs that are either not going to be found and rot or are going to be thrown away. Do you know any kids that want them? It seems like such a waste to me. I would rather donate them to a food bank or something (not dyed and boiled) but I get shot down every year. It’s tradition and a stupid one if you ask me.
Everyone gets a new outfit and then there is the task of keeping everyone clean enough for at least one picture. I can pose everyone, turn my back to set up the camera, turn back and then it’s like they jumped into the nearest mud puddle. I don’t know what happens. On top of everything Easter is difficult for Ma since my daddy passed away a couple of days after it. She tries hard and I can say that the last couple of years has been better. Maybe there will come a year when it won’t be tough on her.
I know this all sounds like I hate Easter and that couldn’t be further from the truth. It can just be a bit much in getting us ready.