it is easter. but yet it is just a normal sunday. we spent all morning in bed reading, i justified it, thinking "it's easter... we can have a lazy sunday morning..." or "it's easter, i don't need to go to yoga." so we stayed in bed, until noon, when we got up to dye easter eggs. a blast from the past.
yesterday, he asked if we should go to church. for easter. i was surprised. like we were trying to go back to being little on easter. "what is with you?" i asked... "you want to dye eggs and go to church? are you going traditional on me?" and he responded: "you bought ham." which i had. they keep advertising glazed ham on tv. i was craving ham sandwiches. think cut ham on crusty bread with yellow mustard. so we bought ham. and eggs. which are now all pretty colors, one with poka dots. and we are going to make deviled eggs to go with the ham sandwiches.
we also bought reeces peanut butter eggs. my favorite. so much better than cups, because there is a bigger peanut butter to chocolate ratio.
so it's not a traditional easter, but it has whispers of easters from the past.
