April 10, 2009

Me and Easter

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Like Jennifer’s family, mine was not churchgoing. But that didn’t work on me as it may have done on her.

I hate Easter. Easter makes me crazy, as perceptive and close-reading ‘flockers and friends may have discerned over the past few days.

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  1. Cindy Scroggins on April 10th, 2009 at 3:29 pm

    Dang, Sheila. I really meant to send you some of our stigmata cookies. Those always do the trick. If I weren’t so lazy, I’d find the link from a couple of years ago when we last made a batch. But I am, as we know, really lazy.

    I have to say, much as I don’t care for Easter, I do like those rabbit cakes. They’re purty.

  2. Phil Bebbington on April 10th, 2009 at 3:42 pm

    Just think of me, Sheila. I get two Easters this year – this one and then an Orthodox one next weekend, courtesy of bloody Crete! It really isn’t by way of moaning, but, the bells, the bells drive me to drink!

    But then there is the dynamite – I like that.

  3. Sheila Ryan on April 10th, 2009 at 3:44 pm

    Easter dynamite? I can dig it.

  4. Phil Bebbington on April 10th, 2009 at 3:48 pm

    They throw it from the mountain above the village on Easter Sunday – it feels like the village is descending into hell – wonderful!

  5. Sheila Ryan on April 10th, 2009 at 4:06 pm

    Percussive resurrection!

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