There is much good to be said about a holiday that celebrates springtime fecundity and the cycle of life with baskets of candy.
As a young child attending Catholic school, I was witness to a truly awe-inspiring message of resurrection and eternal salvation: The Laws of Conservation of Mass and Energy. Amen, Halleluiah!
Decorated hard boiled eggs are wonderful. Unless you're a chicken, in which case the whole business must seem horrifically gruesome.
Though I understand intellectually that it is not possible to get botulism from a Cadbury Creme Egg, I cannot convince my stomach of this.
I always behead my chocolate rabbits before consuming them, believing it to be more humane that way. Ditto with Peeps.
There are those who feel it is inappropriate to make zombie jokes on Easter Sunday. I am not among them.
|FYI: Rabbits don't lay eggs.|
Always reconcile the number of eggs hidden with the number of eggs found.
As a child, I questioned the wisdom of turning leftover Easter eggs into deviled eggs. No longer.
You're never too old for an Easter bonnet.
The Jelly Belly factory tour in Fairfield, CA... Who's with me?
Today's exercise: As today is actually Earth Day, you should probably do/not do something in honor of that.
Next: It's playoff season, so there's a good chance it will somehow involve hockey. (Go Wings!)
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