So… dumb question, but when did Easter become a really lazy version of Halloween?
Saturday night my girlfriend laid out a truckload of chocolate and toys on the kitchen table. Sunday morning her oldest son came back from his scheduled weekend with his father for a quick visit, scarfed down a few handfuls of Jelly Beans, cracked open some toys, including a remote-control car, and gave us all Happy Easter hugs.
Even my seventeen-month old son bit the head off a tiny chocolate bunny and laughed himself stupid.
Personally, when I was a kid, I never liked the chocolate I received. It always tasted like the stuff you cook with, and the clothes were always bright, primary colours. I can’t remember a time when there was an egg hunt.
Mostly Easter was a multiple course dinner where everyone showed up wearing their cleanest clothes.
But my girlfriend’s family take it pretty seriously, with meals and egg hunts and dump trucks full of chocolate. But, for them, it’s a secular celebration. Like an even more family-friendly version of Halloween.
Which is fine, Easter has never meant much to me either. At least it never meant anything religious. Most of my family will attend church services on Christmas and Easter, but it’s only a few of them who attend church regularly.
I was hyper-tired Sunday morning, so while my girlfriend took the boys to visit with her parents, I walked home for a long nap. There are a lot of churches in my small village, and I walked past three of them to get back to my home. Each of them was either preparing for the noon mass, or the early mass was gathered on the sidewalk talking about weather or the latest Christian gossip.
The vast majority were over fifty-years old, and a lot of the women were wearing Easter hats.
Maybe this year feels different because I’m not taking part in any of my family traditions… such as they are. My step-father and mother took my girlfriend, son and myself out for fast food on Friday after my appointment with my psychiatrist. The rest of the family got together for dinner on Sunday.
Maybe it’s because I’ve never taken the holiday seriously, as it seems to be entirely dedicated to the idea someone can come back from the dead, plus bunnies, colourful ribbons and chocolate.
Personally I think Easter is turning, if it hasn’t already, into a long weekend combination of St. Valentine’s Day and Halloween.
…whether you’re into it for the miraculous return of the son of your God from a three day dirt nap, or little chocolate cups filled with peanut butter, Happy Zombie Day to us all.
Happy zombie day to you and your little family! My little one has finally come to the realization that mommy is the Easter bunny (she couldn’t wrap her head around a bunny pooping candy, thanks “Hopp”!), Santa and the tooth fairy. I was very sad to see her “innocence” come to an end but touched when she hugged me and said she was happy I was real. Take care! Glad to hear you had dinner with your mom. Hope that’s going better. 🙂
Happy Zombie Day to you Melanie… I never had the Easter Bunny, I think last year was the one where my girlfriend’s oldest son stopped caring so much about the Bunny, and concentrated entirely on the chocolate. He’s five now, he still believes in Santa, although he’s suspicious.
Dinner with mom and the step-father was a little awkward, they invited us to the Chinese place, so I had to remind them — again — I’ve got diabetes. I probably could have ordered something off the menu, but I’m a little fed up with people asking me if I want chocolate cake for dessert — which my brother did a few weeks ago.
Thanks for the comment Melanie.
Easter is definitely becoming a Hershey/Cadbury funded holiday. I still enjoy the family dinners but I don’t get it!!