It seems a little disrespectful to have a Wrist to Forehead Sunday on Easter. For heavens’ sake (so to speak), the man suffered a dreadful death, was dead for three days, then rose from the dead. All I have to do is write a silly blog post. When you put it like that, I feel I should just shut up and type.
It has been a very pleasant Easter Sunday for me. The weather was beautiful for most of the day. I went to church with my parents, then saw other members of my family during the day. I took two nice walks. I sat outside. I had a delicious dinner and drank a little wine. I am home now, bra off, pajama bottoms on (after all, I can’t always wear sweats), thinking about what movie to watch, because my dearest husband said I could pick. Isn’t he swell?
Speaking of swell husbands, let me just tell you a few of the ways mine is. Last night I picked Steven up at work at 6 p.m. and we drove into Rome. After some dinner and a visit with my parents, Steven went back home to Herkimer leaving me to spend the night at my parents’. When I realized two things I had forgotten in Herkimer, Steven told me to write them down so he would not forget them when he returned on Sunday.
Steven worked till 12:30 today, then drove into Rome to join our festivities. When he got there, he handed me the little cars for Shepherd (our sweet great nephew) and the notebook for my mother (she likes a specific kind for her diaries and it is not readily found), the two things I had forgotten.
“There’s more stuff in the car,” he said. Now, I had been feeling like the bad daughter I probably am, because I had neglected to get my mother an Easter present. I had planned to get her something she could add to her garden, perhaps a hyacinth. Steven had purchased some lovely yellow tulips. Additionally, he had gotten a large polka-dot ball for Sheppie.
Sheppie was quite delighted with the ball. In fact, we all had a grand time kicking it around. I think we’re going to have to get another for our house, and perhaps a couple more to play with in my sister Cheryl’s pool this summer.
So that was my unexciting but very enjoyable Easter. I hope you all had a lovely Sunday as well.