Well,
I have to start out with an update on the whole Office Depot fiasco. The corrected Sunrise Service booklets were
supposed to be ready this morning. I
received a call yesterday afternoon, however, that they were complete and ready
to be picked up. Cautiously, Kel and Noa
and I went right then to get them.
Honestly, I was worried. I wanted
the opportunity to do them over yet again if something was wrong. Sure enough, the box of booklets was waiting
for us. Tentatively I picked up one of
them and thumbed through it.
Perfect. Phew. The only problem I could see was that the
picture on the cover seemed extra dark.
When I got home Chris noticed that the paper was several different
shades of color (Not something I would have noticed – ever). And so we moved on to the subject of
payment. I was all set to ask for some
kind of discount for the extra trouble (and emotional trauma) we had to
undergo. But the sales clerk said, “My
manager said to give it to you for free.
No charge.” Wait. What?
Now that’s a discount.
So
why were Kel and Noa over at our house?
Yesterday was also our family Easter egg decorating and egg hunt. Chris made a big roast in the crock pot and several
cups of rice as well as some baked beans and corn. She even did something I have never see her do. She made a cake. Now, she has made plenty of cakes over the years. But this one was different. She wanted it to look Easter-y, so she put multi-colored
jelly beans on top. Again, not that
unusual, right? But then she got out the
food coloring and dyed a little bag of coconut green and spread it over the cake. Grass to hide the eggs. I know.
Very creative and actually cute.
But here’s the thing. Chris
absolutely hates coconut. I have never
seen her do anything with coconut. In
fact I asked if she was doing this as a dietary tool to keep herself from
eating any of the cake. And the funny
thing was, several of the kids made it known that they didn’t like coconut, either
(Once they sleuthed out that the strange stuff on top of the cake was coconut). Most of them had a piece of cake,
though. Suffered through it for Nana’s
sake.
Josh
and his family couldn’t come. Something about
the church he pastors wanting him around for the biggest weekend in the church
year. Actually they had a really big
community event yesterday. Egg hunt for
hundreds of kids. Our kids got hundreds of
jelly beans. That’s almost the same
thing, right? And Chris got her one
Easter egg that she saves in a bowl every year.
That’s right. A bowl full of hard
boiled eggs, not refrigerated, just sitting on the counter for literally years
and years. Strangely enough, as long as
you don’t break them, the insides dry up and disappear over time. It’s like having a bowl of china eggs. Of course if you do break one, the smell is
horrendous. Yes, that is the voice of
experience. We have had several
explosions over the years. The stench
is, well, intense. But if you are
careful you have a lifetime of Easter memories for the cost of a hard-boiled
egg, some vinegar, and some cheap dye from WalMart. Doesn’t get any better than that.
Revelation
19:5 says, “Then a voice came from the
throne, saying: ‘Praise our God,
all you his
servants, you who fear him, both small and great!’”
Father,
thank you for family time at Easter. It
is so much fun to watch the kids find hidden eggs and discover the treats
within. Help them to discover more and more
about the treat of the resurrection hidden within your death and burial. Amen.
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