Here goes Rona, making life strange again. This Easter is the most odd one that I’ve ever had. I’d even go so far as to say the weirdest Easter most of us have had.
This morning I watched Mass via Facebook. The Hubs was happy because he didn’t have to get dressed up and go. It was nice not to have to fight the kids and The Hubs to get up and get dressed for Church. As a cradle Catholic though, I missed the ritual of it all. The sign of peace is normally my favorite part and today it consisted of looking at The Hun and saying “peace be with you” while she climbed all over me. (She was the only one awake.) Hearing the prayers and songs brought a small piece of normalcy to the day.
My Dad’s Dad usually hosts the Family on Easter morning. He has for my entire life. This is the first Easter in 28 years that I haven’t hugged him and shared a meal with him. We talked about my garden and soap making. In true Pops fashion, he gave me advice. He cautioned me against always feeling like I have to complete bsomething on my to do list. Being a workaholic is a common trait in our family. He’s no stranger to burnout. He told me to slow down and make time to do nothing sometimes. The Universe speaks through him.
The kiddos were excited about their Easter baskets. The bunny did well this year. Beanie Baby type stuffed animals were a hit as were parachute men (of all things) and candy. I reused last year’s Easter Baskets and skipped the Easter grass in favor of tissue paper. While we didn’t dye Easter eggs (maybe tomorrow), the kids enjoyed playing with plastic eggs as they ran around in a flurry of sugar induced craziness.
We had biscuits, eggs, and bacon for breakfast. Not unusual fare for our Easter morning. Lunch was a different story though. Pops usually has a great spread. Pickled things, salad, crawfish étouffée or stew, potato salad, etc. Today the kids and The Hubs ate leftover burgers from yesterday and potato salad. I skipped the burger and just ate the potato salad. I’m not a burger person.
We played outside. I made some soap. The Hubs and Crazy Eyes are working on a mini garden planter kit that my grandmother gave her. The Boy is watching a movie next to me on the couch while I write. It’s quiet in the house. The Twins fell asleep without eating dinner. I expect that will bite me in the ass later but they didn’t nap so we’re just going with it.
It feels very unlike Easter. It’s been nice to slow down though. Tomorrow I’ll be back to working from home. One more day of doing my best to make it through. Here’s hoping that this all ends soon. Happy Easter everyone. May your hearts be filled with peace and happiness.
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