Approximately 2,013 years ago ...
Christ arose from the Dead on the Third Day!
The Resurrection!
This is the Christian Celebration of Re-Birth.
To "Holy Mother Church" it is The Highest Holy Day of the Year!
Easter Sunday as a Religious Tradition
Is the Culmination of 'Holy Week'.
Palm Sunday - Ash Wednesday - Maundy Thursday -
Good Friday - Holy Saturday -
Easter Sunday ... The Fortieth Day ... The End of Lent!
HALLELUJAH !
Pagan ... TO ... Commercialism ...
SPRING HAS SPRUNG!
A New Beginning!
The Egg is the Symbol of New Birth ...
The Bunny Rabbit is the Symbol of Fertility ...
Chocolate is the Symbol of Unparalleled Satiation ...
ENTER ... Peter Rabbit ... The Easter Bunny!
A Goodly Creature Dispensing ...
Edible Eggs of All Types and Fashions ...
JOY - CUTENESS - YOUTH ...
Little Chicks ... Little Eggs ... Little Bunnies ...
FOOD !
Glazed Ham with Pineapple Rings and Maraschino Cherries ...
Mashed Potatoes Smothered in Gravy ...
Candied Sweet Potatoes ...
Every Veggie Imaginable ...
Dyed Hard-Boiled Eggs ...
PICKING EGGS!
"Who's Got a Ginagee? Who Wants to Pick-a-Me?"
First We Do Points ... Then Butts ...
The Egg Held in One Hand with a Small Hole ...
Made Above it with the Other Hand ...
Tap-Tap-Tap ...
WHACK!
Someone's Shell is Cracked!
The Other Competitor Gets His/Her Butt Whacked!
If The First 'Loser' Loses Again ...
The 'Winner' Takes The 'Loser's' Egg ...
And Must EAT IT!
OR ... There May Be ...
One Cracked Point ... And One Cracked Butt ...
A Third 'Contest' is Now in Order ...
Point Against Butt!
Points Usually Do Win ...
But on Rare Occasions ...
Your Butt May Be Stronger than My Point!
THEN YOU WIN!
How Do We EAT Those Eggs Won?
Different Customs and Preferences Do Exist ...
My Favorite is a Polish Custom ...
A Concoction of Ground Horseradish and Ground Red-Beets ...
Called 'Kshawn' ... Unsure of Spelling ...
A Wet, Hot Mixture, is Dabbled Plentifully ...
On Top of the Exposed Dry Yolk ...
Damn Cuz, that last Polish concoction sounds Delish!! (What does that old Matlack know - he eats road kill!)
And I believe that my dear old Polish Grandma called it 'Cwikla.' And you've given me a craving for it - Thanks, and I hope you had a wonderful Easter Day.
Damn, Tom, that last polish concoction sounds disgusting...I will settle for the ham and such...wish I could over eat but my wonderful gastroparesis makes it hard to do, so I eat what I can...you wouldn't recognize me, I am wearing a tie and I actually tied it myself...probably looks like shit, but at least I am trying...have a good day, cuz...hey do I remember you saying we would get together LAST YEAR after Easter...oh well, I cannot afford to go anywhere very far anymore...I got a whole 70. bucks a month now, but I have plenty of food...thats something...am I rambling, well so be it, u are the rambling king, you know how easy it is to do...love ya cuz, ED
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Eggs and bunnies and chicks. All fertility symbols. Which really made your 'pubic hare' even more hysterical to me. Thanks for the huge belly laugh.
Hugs, babe
Sand
No, I'm not an egg picker, but I am a nitpicker, and I resemble your insuation.
Ron
And I believe that my dear old Polish Grandma called it 'Cwikla.' And you've given me a craving for it - Thanks, and I hope you had a wonderful Easter Day.
budd