Here comes Peter Cottontail

I had a fairly strict Catholic upbringing. My mom was about to join the convent when she met my dad and her brother was the priest that married my parents. She went on to get her masters in religious education and I taught Sunday school under her for 7 years. We went to church every Sunday, religious ed, and vacation bible school too. Getting the picture? Every holiday had it's routine. I loved them all.
Here's the Easter tradition. We would color our eggs about a week before. Good Friday we watched Jesus Christ Superstar for the hours of silence. My mom was very strict on the quiet time that day. For Easter mass we usually went to the Easter Vigil. My mom had to be there for the RCIA candidates. A very nice service but 2 hours in church is a long time for any kid. Plus our priest loved his symbolism and the insense was used with vigor. No one ever told him that it's not cool to make his congregation pass out. Now of coarse the Easter bunny would come Easter morning. The night before we would pick a time to set the alarm. No one could go downstairs until dad had checked to see if the Easter bunny made it. That was just to be sure we all went down together, you know as a family. Sometimes we would all run across the hall to my parents bedroom and pretend to see the bunny running down the street. Next it was time to check out our Easter baskets. After we had scoped out what we got it was time for the Easter egg hunt. Then breakfast, we could have one piece of candy before breakfast. The meal was sourdough pancakes(from scratch), eggs, sausage, toast, orange juice, and coffee. Not a bad day if I do say so myself. Thanks for the memories.

Not to ruin the post, but as promised they let J go yesterday so the company name is Money Tree. The reason for termination is a complete crock and the handling of the situation was an absolute abomination. From my post to their bank account, let it hurt!