So if the day after Christmas is “Boxing Day,” is the day after Easter “Basketing Day”?
Woke up Easter morning to the sound of Katherine running around like a maniac, having fun with the grandparents downstairs. “Gotta tell your mom not to feed her those Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs this early in the morning,” I murmured to Margie.
“Especially if she’s going to douse them with coffee,” she replied.
Church was the usual Easter pomp and circumstance, bells and smells. The sanctuary was full up, as it’s one of the Two Holidays Which Warrant Church Attendance for many, which made it a great opportunity to announce our new rector (which announcement didn’t seem to engender too much reaction, perhaps because (a) most people were expecting it, or (b) it led off the second half of the sermon, which most folks thought was over at that point).
After the services, we had a Easter Egg hunt out on the lawn — muddy, but devoid of the snow which had been there only a couple of days before. Despite the fact that plastic eggs were strewn on the ground like a flower patch, a minute or two of locusts kids had the area all cleared out nice and neat.
Went off to breakfast, than home. Margie and her mom started working on Easter dinner, while Jim and I finall replaced the hanging lamps in the entry hall and stair well, as well as ceiling fixtures on the ground floor. I also replaced light switches in the guest bath and basement with illuminated switches (which has only been on my list of things to do for about five years).
Margie and Ginger also made efforts to work on something to hold down the carpet in the dining room, which has a tendency to fold and kink and generally get messed up with the dining room table on top of it. More on that once the project is complete.
A variety of folks over to the house for dinner — Stan, Randy, Bruce, Jackie and Justin. Good conversation and enjoyable times, highlighted by the annual Easter Egg hunt in the living room with the two young-uns. Katherine was in super-cute mode, which was fun.
Great dinner (leg of lamb and pork loin for the entree; Jackie’s strawberry cheesecake and Margie’s chocolate torte for dessert, Silver Oak and Linne Calodo for wine), followed by extended chit-chat in the living room.
Overall, a nice evening, and a nice wrap to the weekend. I’m off to work today, while the Ks, Margie, and Katherine do fun stuff (including a trip to the zoo).
Did you really mention Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs?
Yes, we did say “Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs” and mentioned the Calvin and Hobbs connection. The “Now with added caffeine” is our own addition.
But of course! I even mentioned the mascot, Hummy the Hummingbird, who graces the front of the box.
I was going to ask about the Buzzy the Hummingbird doll!
You are, evidently, correct. I blame fatigue. 🙂
“Actually, they’re kind of bland until you scoop sugar on them.”
“You know why you shake like that? Vitamin deficiency, I bet.”