Macon A Mess

I wish... I could re-live one Easter memory from my childhood, and it would be the Easter that ________!


Oh man if could pick only one!  Ha!  They have all been SO wonderful!! Let's see, my whole entire life I have looked forward to Easter every year.  It was always a big deal!  Like a little spring Christmas!  When we were little we would wake up at the crack of dawn to see what the easter bunny had brought us.  We always got candy galore and of course, new easter shoes.  Preferably white patent leather with the tiniest 1/2 inch heel that made us feel oh so grown up!  We always dyed eggs the day before, tons of them, and I always cried because Susannah's were prettier than mine.  I remember trying to use the white wax crayon that came with the kit every year and messing up multiple eggs, but without fail I tried it again the next year!  Although occasionally new candies were introduced we had, without fail, malted milk eggs, robins egg gum, Reese eggs, and jelly beans.  Not the good Jelly Belly's either, the fat gross ones that always have more black ones than good colors!  Oh yes and Peeps!! We never went without the peeps!  I LOVE Peeps!  The only way to eat them is to leave them open for a day so they get that slight crispy outside and perfect marshmallowy middle! 
This was never a problem because "the Easter Bunny" always opened them the night before long after we had gone to bed as she got busy stuffing our baskets!

Then there was church.  We never wanted to go, of course we wanted to wear our fancy Easter dress and new shoes but more than that we wanted to eat our candy, play with the several new gadgets from our baskets and eat at the country club.  Now because of this we had an ongoing bribe for as long as I can remember that if we didn't go to church, we didn't eat at the club.  This included Dad who attempted to get out of it EVERY YEAR!!  But we went, and we quietly ate candy during the entire service as we passed notes back & forth all while avoiding slaps from Mom!  We would go and eat until we were sick, every year, until all of us were sick, then head home for Easter pictures!  Thank god I don't have those on my computer!! Oh the outfits we went through!  The linen dresses in the 90's that we felt SO cool in!  I vaguely remember my sister coming home from college for one Easter and she was wearing something that resembled the color of flesh, hugging every bit of her top & bottom, and Mom kept questioning her outfit choice but to her, she had made the right one!  Last year was just as fun!  We all went to my sisters house as she was pregnant with my lovely niece, and did ALL of the things we used to do, except for the club, we cooked at home!  

And then we come to this year, we won't all be together for the first time in a long time.  I am to fat pregnant to travel, and sister & J can't pack up niecy for a 4 hour trip just for the day.  Although John & I (baby included) will be with my parents & his, we will eat great and have fun I am sure, but I will still miss my sister so bad.  No one will dye eggs this year because we are the only ones that ever do, and no one will get Easter baskets because we were the only ones that always did.  Although I can't come up with just one Easter memory I want to relive, I can say that next year we are going to have to meet in the middle.  I just don't want to do it without my sister. Of all the great Easter memories I have, the ones that matter the most are with my sister.