Easter memories...
 

Ahh Easter memories...if you live in Tennessee, they pronounce memories like the milk secreting glad of a woman. Yeah. Scary.

Anyway...my twin brother and I both have this vivid recollection of something that happened to us one Easter morning back in 1984 or 1985. We both remember waking up that morning and being told to "look!" in the back yard. And BOTH of us remember seeing a giant ass bunny rabbit in the yard hopping around, etc. At the time, I remember we were somewhat scared. Among my many phobias, people in big fuzzy suits.

Anyhow, looking back, I'm sure it was just a relative or a neighbor playing along with the "gag." But whenever I visit my mom, or my dad and bring it up in coversation, they look at my brother and I as if we're crazy saying we must've imagined it.

You know as a wee child, I was never very good at egg hunts. Everyone else seemed to get so many treasures and I had, oh maybe one or two treats. It really was traumatic.

One Easter I caught my Mom getting ready to play the Easter bunny. That ruined my child innocence at such a early, tender age.

And finally, my Mom thought it was really cute to dress my brother and I in the same clothes and hold Easter baskets for picture time. My brother and I are not twins and we look ridiculous.

I think I'm going to cry thinking about Easter memories. Someone pass me a marshmellow peep right now, damn it. Wait. I even hate those too.

HA! Richard, you have issues. hahaha...Dont we all though?

And to top it all of...I'm Jewish!

Serious issues, my friend, serious issues. LOL.

Makes me enjoy Groundhog Day or Flag Day even more.

I remember, sadly, once year probably iaround 1987 or so my mother giving us all stuffed animals and a basket she had made full of random candies. I got a relatively large yellow stuff bunny rabbit. My brother got a bear and I think my sister got a duckie. Anyway, looking back, I think that was the moment where I started disliking Easter.

I remember getting fluffy baby animals when I was little. Baby rabbits, ducks and one year, when I was about five years old, it was baby chicks. Tragically, I only had the chicks for a few hours. We closed them in our laundry room, where they would be warm while we went to church on Easter morning. When we got home, I ran to the laundry room to check on my chicks and discovered a pile of feathers. Somehow, our cat had opened the door to the laundry room and killed all of them. It was pretty traumatic for a five year old!

I still get an easter basket.. yea i know.. once you reach your 20's you would think such things would stop.. but no.

However.. I enjoy still getting them (besides all the teeth rotting candy that I do love so much.. and even the new CD or DVD).. I believe it keeps a part of your child hood alive. :)

I was always lousy at it, too. There's a family video somewhere (always a scary way to begin a sentence) of my cousins and me hunting eggs, and I dropped my basket. The eggs I did find spilled out everywhere, and they came and stole them from me. :laugh:

I got a couple of bunnies on Easter, also. I still have a soft spot for rabbits. :o

I got an Easter basket and I am 40!:laugh:

I still get an Easter basket, too... and I'm 33!
Among all the chocolate and candies this year, was the 'Three's Company' Season One DVD. :D

I don't get a basket anymore and don't have any particularly fond memories of the holiday.

I will, however, be taking a trip to the grocery store tomorrow to stock up on marked down Cadbury eggs.

Yummy.

aww..:thumbsup:

I got Mariah's "Don't Forget About Us" import single.. which now has me up-to-date on every Mariah single ever released thus far..

here is this years easter memory...
 

I spent my Easter ripping Patti Smith's "Easter" onto my computer.

It was badass.

yes i was quite the pout as well when i didnt have any eggs...
my bros and sis' would add to my collection
so id give at least the hint of a smile...
(you wont find it below)
http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a1.../nikibabe2.jpg