We don't particularly celebrate Easter as a religious holiday and yet it has always been a traditional holiday in my life. With my parents gone and the boys being older it's become harder to find a way to fit it in somehow. That's made me a little sad this year. The boys are adamant that they don't want any Easter candy...no coloring eggs, etc. As Owen kindly explained to me the other day, he's getting older and he's changing. Those facts, along with still being tired from whatever this stupid bug was, made me a little wistful.
Yesterday Ernie called me at work from the Meat Lab and asked if I wanted a ham for Easter. I said sure so last night as I stared at the ham in the refrigerator I decided to have a couple of friends over for an Easter brunch. I'm thinking of a pomegranate molasses/dijon/whiskey glaze for the ham, some asparagus, and possibly these little hash brown nests filled with eggs that I saw on a Pioneer Woman cooking show as I was ensconced on the couch with daytime tv earlier in the week. I asked our friends to bring a fruit salad or just heaps of fruit and I'll make shortbread for dessert. Whaddya think? I'll set the table pretty and bring out the flint goblets. OH, and I even have a new flint goblet to use that I bought off of eBay a few months ago! That seals it!! Something to look forward to!
In other news, Owen has also explained to me that I am just not funny at all. I protested, saying that I wasn't funny in a silly voices kind of way but sometimes I say things that are funny. He's just smiled faintly and shook his head. "Uh, no Mom, you really are not funny." I protested to Ernie, asking him why Owen was saying that I'm never funny, and his response was that I was beginning to sound like Mary Tyler Moore asking Mr. Grant why nobody thinks she's funny. I looked hurt which made Owen and Ernie roar with laughter as think I look like the muppet Beaker when I'm hurt. I went with a dignified retreat. I asked Leo if he thought I was ever funny and he looked somewhat pained and said, "Uh, what do you mean?" I told him that Owen says I'm never funny. He poured a few more goldfish into a bowl and said, "I think everyone has different definitions of humor, that's all." I, of course, made him kiss and hug me.
And in my last nugget of news.....we watched the last two episodes of Cosmos with Leo the other night. I wasn't feeling great but nothing is better than having Leo cheerfully curl up next to me. I could feel him tensing with excitement when they got to the section about astrophysics.
Lord but I love my sweet peas.
Happy Easter, Happy Passover and Happy Spring to all.