First… Some groaners:
- What happened to the Easter Bunny when he misbehaved at school? He was egg-spelled!
- Did you hear about the lady whose house was infested with Easter eggs? She had to call an eggs-terminator!
- Why do we paint Easter eggs? Because it’s easier than trying to wallpaper them!
Now that is over we can think about more serious things. At 11:30 AM the Finch’s are stopping by so we cam go to the Himalayan Grill for pre-egg lunch! The Nepalese/Indian foods are fantastic. We could dine on them three meals a day. Paul used ot be a steak-guy but alas, with the need to loose weight and desire to stay healthy, Himalayan meals are becoming a favorite.
After devouring a delicious lunch, we all headed to our house to attack the eggs! Seven dozen eggs will be meeting their makers! Come join the fun!
Did You Know? The tradition of using colored eggs to celebrate the onset of spring began 5000 years ago in Persia around 3000 B.C. On the first day of spring (the spring equinox), they would give each other eggs that were dyed red.
The ancient Persians were not the only people who used eggs to celebrate the arrival of spring. The ancient Egyptians, the ancient Greeks, and the ancient Romans also used colored eggs to celebrate the arrival of spring.
The first known Christians to use colored eggs to celebrate the Easter season were the thirteenth century Macedonians. Crusaders who had traveled to the Middle East brought back to Europe the custom of using colored eggs to celebrate spring time holidays. The tradition caught on very quickly in Europe, and colored eggs quickly became an integral part of Easter celebrations.
We all worked for several hours talking, coloring, and kibitzing!
What is so VERY nice is that everybody gets along so well. Our daughters Michele, Robin, and Lisa are “connected at the hip”, their husbands get along fine, our grand-kids are joys to have around, and everybody loves Brian and Jan! It’s just delightful.
Oh, we should mention that at the end of the day, the gang gets into gear and about the only thing we had to do it “press the button on the dishwasher!”… Wow! We love Easter.
Random Memory: Paul remembers growing up and on Easter we would travel from Santa Monica to Downey (in those days, it was all on side streets) to meet up with Aunt’s and Uncle’s who lived in Downey. In the early 1950’s the aunts both lived in TINY houses slight bigger than a two car garage. The ladies would go into those tiny houses and come out with the best meals every served to mankind. Ham, turkey with all the fixins, cakes and pies and of course eggs to decorate! We had Mom, Aunt Edith, Aunt Alma, and Aunt Opal all of who were good cooks!
It’s funny but the days when we had little (money), we had the greatest feeling of family unity and love. It was a delightful time. The ladies would go to church and the guys would sit out under the trees and listed to the radio. TV wasn’t for us yet… We listened and pictured the ball game!
It’s too bad we have so much “stuff” today… Seems like “stuff” takes time and energy away from being with family in a meaningful way!
In the evening we decided to go to Garden Grove and met up with the Brander’s, Finch’s, and others. We had a delightful evening but headed home a little early to rest… Not us, our ears! The band was a tad loud this evening.
We crashed at 12:30 PM after watching “Hart Of Dixie”.