With Easter this weekend, I'd figure I'd do a little confession of my favorite holiday...
... I used to love getting Easter baskets when I was little. It was like Christmas morning waiting to go in the living room & get our baskets. They were legit baskets. None of this bucket, or monogrammed stuff that is out now. I loved my basket. A real wooden basket with frayed parts on the side from the years of wear & tear of going in the basement & coming out every year. Wonder what happened to it. Probably just fell apart.
... Easter grass is from the devil. Jelly beans & loose candy would always get stuck in it.
.. Speaking of "from the devil"... I'll say one word- Peeps. UGHHHH... disgusting.My mom loves them - even when they get stale. I literally gag at the thought of them. It's a texture thing for me. nooooo!!!!
... Easter grass had to stop being used when we got a cat & they would eat it. Ever have to pull Easter grass from a cat's butt? Pure entertainment... of an anatomy lesson.
...One of my favorite Easter basket things I ever received - an ALBUM of Stryper "To Hell with the Devil" AND Whitesnake's big album. Obviously, that shows how I loved all kinds of music from when I was young. ... also had to look that up & Stryper was 1986 & Whitesnake was 1987 - so I must have gotten them in 1987, so I would have been 15. I still listen to songs from those albums. Thanks Spotify for keeping memories alive... & a lot easier to get to besides loading up a turn table.
... I always have felt guilty eating chocolate bunnies. No wonder I became a vegetarian. I cant even handle eating fake animals.
... I actually love the black jelly beans. But funny fact - I had to go to a cardiologist as a pre-teen because of issues & they told me not to eat black jelly beans because of something they do to your heart. I need to look that up & see if that still applies. Something with licorice. Who knew Easter could be such a health issue.
|Despite what my cardiologist says!!!!!|
... I got in an Easter basket when I was in middle school, a Mickey Mouse T-shirt with my name on the back... with those fuzzy iron on letters. Do you know I STILL have that shirt & wear it to bed even now. ... & can we all just take a moment & applaud that I can still wear it?... Granted, I've been big my whole life... bygones. #VintageMickey
... I used to love Easter because it meant a new dress for church. It was such a big deal to pick out something. To this day, I love to pick out a new dress to wear to church. My momma raised me right to find a good reason to shop.
... Easter was typically the only day I could wear 'heels' as a little girl. I'm sure my parents didnt like me wearing them because it would tack on an extra 10 minutes for me to scoot to the van to the church. The same thing basically applies today if I wear heels. Which as a grown up, I love I get to make the choice to wear flats & steer clear of heels all I can.
... Cadbury Eggs have always been my favorite. Like, I always get excited when I see they are out for the season. It used to be, they'd only come out right before Easter... now, they're out the day after Christmas. Seriously. I'm not complaining. My waist line may be complaining - but I'm not complaining.
... I am always on the hunt for those Cadbury Eggs the day after Easter when they are 50% off. I one time had a box of about 50 of those babies. We wont talk about how long they lasted....
... Ricky & I had a tradition for years that we go to the zoo on Easter Sunday. I loved that tradition. We've talked about starting that up again.
... I had a love/hate relationship with Easter Egg hunts. I was always great at finding things, but I always felt bad taking them all, but didnt want to come out looking like a loser. My inner struggles of trying to do the right thing - with a competition edge - started young.
... We never did cash in Easter eggs. We hid legit eggs. No plastic stuff in my day.
... Dying eggs was always an event Easter weekend. I LOVED IT. The smell of vinegar in the air. My brother, always the artist, would make these elaborate eggs... my dad always would make one that had red hair & a red beard to represent him... & I just liked dunking them in the dye. We'd use the yellow crayons & color on them & write things on them or for me, hearts or stars all over them. So fun. Not having kids of my own, I've never had a reason to dye eggs & man, I miss it.
|Maybe I need to make these this year for Ricky|
... My dad was always the one who never let those eggs go to waste. I think he'd eat hard boiled eggs for a full week. & of course, mom's famous egg salad sandwiches for a week. Memories.
... my mom used to have this album (another album...) cant even remember the name of the group - very 70's looking group, I can remember that much. But the song was called "Resurrection Day"... & the lyrics were, "We are celebrating Resurrection Day - Jesus Christ has risen, he's no longer in the grave - death gave way to victory as the stone was rolled away - we are celebrating Resurrection Day".... MAN - let me tell you - it was fast beat, almost disco-y. I can remember her playing that over & over during Easter. I wish I could find it online & get my jam on. (Good memories!)
... I can't get through a Passion play without sobbing like a baby - like I dont know the ending or the story. Punches me in the gut every time.
... I'm STILL playing the songs from last year's Tyler Perry special on repeat. I loved the music from that show. If you never saw it, check it out.
What are some memories of Easter you have?
What candy did you always want in your Easter basket?
Do you dye eggs now?