Easter, Passover, Jelly Beans & Christmas

Even though we celebrate all holidays… For decades, I have kept my Christmas décor up,  year round. I suppose it’s because my godparents did. As a small child I was delighted to see their tree and lights up…  in middle of summer, when it was 95 degrees, in the shade. Or in fall, before it became fashionable to celebrate the Christmas season that early. I swore when I grew up, I too would celebrate Christmas everyday. And I have,  for quite a long time. Too many years to count. Our tree and lights helped to get us through the pandemic, in the past year.They were a source of hope.  And, as they lit up inside, they also lit up outside, so our neighbors… were comforted by their glow too. I noticed one of our neighbors... joined us,  keeping their Christmas tree and lights on... and shining until well after Valentines Day. I was sad when they finally pulled the plug. I used to watch those multi-color lights in the distance… dance in the wind and paint the snowscape, as I sat in my armchair looking out the window. It reminded me… we were all ‘muddling through somehow’. And… that maybe next year,  things would be better. Well here we are. And though now, I only see darkness out there in the boulevard.  I no longer feel despair. Having gotten my second dose of the Covid vaccine… hope springs eternal for the future. So a few days ago, sitting in my family room, I did something a-typical for me. I began taking down Christmas everywhere in the house. It was like a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. Spring is a time of renewal and rebirth.  And, instead of red, green and Santa…  I wanted pastel colors. And bunnies, bunnies everywhere. And eggs.  I went on a frantic search for my vintage egg collection… that hasn’t seen the light of day since  9/11. Unfortunately, they are packed away someplace where I can’t find them. So, they will not be on display this year as I intended. Instead, we hard boiled some eggs, and decorated them in uplifting colors.  And then... will eat egg salad sandwiches for a week.  Meanwhile, I found a few bunnies that fit the bill for decor duty.  And a Tom Clark gnome called EggBert. So these treasures are now scattered about the house. I’m tickled seeing them again. Though, they don’t add up to the multitude of rabbits, I originally envisioned... when something got in my crawl, to upend our lives by un-decorating for Christmas. The high point of that day, was getting out the small baskets I used, once upon a time, for Easter. As I was fluffing up the grass inside, I discovered some jelly beans. Being the connoisseur of candy, that I am. And also being the keeper of the 5 second rule. Without nary a thought, I plucked a few out of the faux grass they were hiding in... and plopped them right into my mouth. And… to the utter amazement of my spouse, I didn’t keel over in a pile, dead on the living floor, from food poisoning... despite the jelly beans being many, many years old. And guess what?  They were NOT stale either. The jelly beans were absolutely, positively, delectable. No kidding. Though… BEWARE. I advise you to do this, ONLY at your own RISK. PROMISE me folks! In closing…  I want to wish ALL of my family, friends and blog buddies a very Happy Easter.  And to those who celebrate Passover. I hope your Seder’s have been wonderful. We attended a couple virtual ones, ourselves. They were quite uplifting.

I'll be donning the EARS to celebrate Easter.

Our decorations are low-key

The basket below holds my lost eggs.
I still haven't found them. 

Good thing I took a photo.

And finally, here are our hard boiled eggs

to make some yummy egg salad.

And a little, not so subtle, commentary...

about the world we live in.

 

Hope things are back to normal soon.