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So, it's Easter Sunday. It's 90 degrees. And, I was thinking about how much fun Easter was when I was a kid.
The coloring of eggs (even though my moms side of the family was Jewish).
A few times my parents hid eggs in the backyard. I remember on one occasion, my sister (who is four years younger), crying because she couldn't find any. I was about eight at the time. And I heard my mom say "Why don't you look by the bird bath." I ran over, and took the one I saw at the base of the bird bath, only making her cry more. Hey, when you're eight, you don't really care about anyone but yourself. I mean, we used to look in each others Easter baskets, to make sure one of our brothers or sisters didn't get more candy or chocolate than you did.
Since I'm not really religious, Easter now means, getting to sleep in on Sunday. Dressing up for a dinner at a friends house.
And, if I'm in Vons a few days later, getting to buy chocolate rabbits that are half off.
I still turn into a little kid with those things. I bite off the ear first, singing a song from one of the Bugs Bunny cartoons....
"Kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit..."
So, it's Easter Sunday. It's 90 degrees. And, I was thinking about how much fun Easter was when I was a kid.
The coloring of eggs (even though my moms side of the family was Jewish).
A few times my parents hid eggs in the backyard. I remember on one occasion, my sister (who is four years younger), crying because she couldn't find any. I was about eight at the time. And I heard my mom say "Why don't you look by the bird bath." I ran over, and took the one I saw at the base of the bird bath, only making her cry more. Hey, when you're eight, you don't really care about anyone but yourself. I mean, we used to look in each others Easter baskets, to make sure one of our brothers or sisters didn't get more candy or chocolate than you did.
Since I'm not really religious, Easter now means, getting to sleep in on Sunday. Dressing up for a dinner at a friends house.
And, if I'm in Vons a few days later, getting to buy chocolate rabbits that are half off.
I still turn into a little kid with those things. I bite off the ear first, singing a song from one of the Bugs Bunny cartoons....
"Kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit..."