It’s that time of year.
Every Easter, my Mom got white hyacinths from me. My brother Bob got her purple hyacinths, my brother Henry gave her daffodils and my Dad would buy her an Easter lily.
I cherish the memories.
As I go out with Kasia in the morning, I walk past the two big planters by my gate, and smile . Mom is here in my hyacinths, and things are good.
Tomorrow will be one week since I had my nails done with the shellac polish.
I had them in good shape for my niece Kat’s shower, done a ton of household type work,and they are looking just as good as last week. Of course, I’d like to thank my pals, especially Julie Berg, who told me how difficult it is going to be to get this polish off my nails. It’s not going to scare me. I accomplished nice looking nails for the shower and hopefully Easter. The next round will be for the graduation and the wedding.
Things have really been sucky during the day.
When I hang out with one of my BFF’s,Denise, at lunchtime, we seldom do anything but stay back at our desks.
Today we didn’t.
We decided to do the poor man’s shuffle to 9th and Market Streets to the Walgreens. We got Easter Candy.
Yeah I know. I don’t NEED Easter candy, but sometimes, it just gives you that little comfort that you need.
We had a good time chatting while we were going over and, if anything, it makes me miss the old days.
Another of my BFF’S, Kathy,made a beautiful egg arrangement for me….what a sweetie!
Enjoy your holiday!
Well, after cleaning out Mom’s closet today to the tune of seven black trash bags, well, suffice it to say I put a dent in the process: hard to do with a heavy heart.
My night was capped off with Greg , my nephew, and my brother Bob, and dying Easter eggs. We even had my nephew Matt on the speaker phone for a bit , and that made it nice . Eggs are dyed, kielbasa is ready, now on to Holy Saturday!!