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So I got my packages mailed, bought the Easter loot, boiled the eggs, and made supper. Don was too tired to dye eggs tonight, so we postponed it until tomorrow or maybe Sunday.
It was a surprisingly emotional day. I was missing my mother. My rational mind tells me I shouldn't, but she is my mother and not all the memories are bad. I know the person I miss is mostly imaginary and I wouldn't contact her, but it still makes me sad. Feelings like that are probably what drives her to do flaky things around the holidays. Sad, sad sad.
I was also missing my grandma. We used to dye eggs for the church egg hunt together even after I was grown. We both loved doing it and were happy to have the excuse to do it.
My grandma was steady and smart. She was neurotic, suspicious, and had a lovely dry sense of humor. She is why I love to walk. She never learned to drive, so when she babysat me we walked everywhere. She is why I like Brussels sprouts and beets.
I still remember the smell of her apartment and her smell and the tissue paper feel of her skin and the way she constantly sniffed (which I also do).
When I would drive her home from church or the store, she would always come up with some excuse to get me to walk her up to her apartment and she'd try to give me things. Usually things in recycled butter dishes that were wrapped in an inch of plastic wrap, aluminum foil, and rubber bands. Then, once she'd gone through all the things she could think of, she'd stand in the middle of her living room, look around (sniffing), and ask if she had anything else I wanted. Sometimes I'd ask for her couch or TV to give her a hard time.
She made the rock hardest Christmas cookies, and the most delicious vegetable soup ever.
She died nine years ago on April first, of all days. I really miss her. Before Don, she was my rock.
Interspersed with all these sad feelings, was the joy of buying my kids (and Don) their treats. It was so fun.
I found dye that came with it's own cups for fifty cents more than the basic kit. That will make life a little easier.
I found a fuzzy pig Pez dispenser for Beast Boy. He is fixated on pigs right now, so I think he will like it. I found a little electronic Sudoku game for Raven. I got regular Easter Pez for Starfire and Cyborg since I didn't find anything that spoke to me for them, but I think they will be okay with it.
I found little plastic take-out boxes to put their treats in. They are so cute.
If I show Don what I bought it will ruin his surprise and it's driving me crazy not to show anyone and that I have to wait until Sunday to give them. I'm horrible with these things! I just want to give people what I get them right away.
So a good, reasonably productive day with some sad times. Overall, I'm very happy and definitely content. Life is very good to me and I'm thankful.
It was a surprisingly emotional day. I was missing my mother. My rational mind tells me I shouldn't, but she is my mother and not all the memories are bad. I know the person I miss is mostly imaginary and I wouldn't contact her, but it still makes me sad. Feelings like that are probably what drives her to do flaky things around the holidays. Sad, sad sad.
I was also missing my grandma. We used to dye eggs for the church egg hunt together even after I was grown. We both loved doing it and were happy to have the excuse to do it.
My grandma was steady and smart. She was neurotic, suspicious, and had a lovely dry sense of humor. She is why I love to walk. She never learned to drive, so when she babysat me we walked everywhere. She is why I like Brussels sprouts and beets.
I still remember the smell of her apartment and her smell and the tissue paper feel of her skin and the way she constantly sniffed (which I also do).
When I would drive her home from church or the store, she would always come up with some excuse to get me to walk her up to her apartment and she'd try to give me things. Usually things in recycled butter dishes that were wrapped in an inch of plastic wrap, aluminum foil, and rubber bands. Then, once she'd gone through all the things she could think of, she'd stand in the middle of her living room, look around (sniffing), and ask if she had anything else I wanted. Sometimes I'd ask for her couch or TV to give her a hard time.
She made the rock hardest Christmas cookies, and the most delicious vegetable soup ever.
She died nine years ago on April first, of all days. I really miss her. Before Don, she was my rock.
Interspersed with all these sad feelings, was the joy of buying my kids (and Don) their treats. It was so fun.
I found dye that came with it's own cups for fifty cents more than the basic kit. That will make life a little easier.
I found a fuzzy pig Pez dispenser for Beast Boy. He is fixated on pigs right now, so I think he will like it. I found a little electronic Sudoku game for Raven. I got regular Easter Pez for Starfire and Cyborg since I didn't find anything that spoke to me for them, but I think they will be okay with it.
I found little plastic take-out boxes to put their treats in. They are so cute.
If I show Don what I bought it will ruin his surprise and it's driving me crazy not to show anyone and that I have to wait until Sunday to give them. I'm horrible with these things! I just want to give people what I get them right away.
So a good, reasonably productive day with some sad times. Overall, I'm very happy and definitely content. Life is very good to me and I'm thankful.
