Today, I am grateful that I am an Easter person.
I live on the other side of Easter.
I am sure to offend someone. I don't wish too. I do not wear a crucifix around my neck. Karen and I were discussing this the other day. Karen, a strong Methodist who converted to Catholicism and is a strong Catholic. She sometimes wears a crucifix and sometimes just a plain cross around her neck.
She said, "It is to remind us of what torture Jesus went through to save us."
"Okay...but why concentrate on that? Jesus isn't still hanging dead on that cross. He is risen and alive. The cross is empty. The grave and death couldn't hold him and it can't hold us."
That is the reason Protestant churches have "empty" crosses. That is why I wear an "empty" cross--well, mine does have a dove on it--representing the Holy Spirit---I suppose.
So I told Karen, "I am an Easter person. I concentrate on Easter and what happened that day and after. I don't concentrate on what happened for a few hours on that terrible day."
"Well, Mom...I do too."
A difference of opinion? A difference in denominational beliefs? No big deal.
I have been busy!! Thursday I went to hometown Byron to have lunch with the Old School Gal Pals--we tried the new deli. Small, but they do have a couple of long tables. I had the Italian Wrap and it was better than the Italian Sub-Way that I like. We laughed and giggled and it was very fun.
Then out to the cemetery to visit Fred and my ancestor's, then to The Farm to visit Lil' Sis. We played a game of UpWords and our Mother's favorite ForeSite. Both word games. We usually are pretty close in scores, and I always win, but this time she beat me and you could see the "AHA" niggle of a smile on her face.
Friday, I started the work on my dingy, old lampshade for the hanging light in my kitchen--which I never turn on, but...the shade was driving me nutz!
As you can see, it has a special hanging thingie on the top. I have not been able to find a replacement shade, so I decided to paint it with latex paint. Yes, I said, paint it.
No, the paint did not make the fabric stiff.
(Note: slippers and sox on kitchen table. I am such a slob.)
I was so excited on Friday because Michigan State was playing in the NCAA basketball tournament and I was already. I had my snack's on my plate for lunch and settled in.
I checked my "bracket" to see what channel the game was going to be televised on.
WHAT THE WHAT?
I have four hundred and fifty million channels on my cable package, however I do not have TRUtv, which is the channel the game was going to be on.
Why would they not show it on a local channel in this area? Considering MSU is in this area?
Not to be undaunted, I just turned on the local CBS channel and watched the Indiana game so that I could watch the "ticker" at the top of the screen that was keeping track of MSU v Georgia score. HAH! We won and I will be able to watch tomorrow when it is on TBS..or is it TNT? No matter, I get both of those channels.
Then Dar came over!!! Her first day back at work since her 3-day diarrhea incident.
She was all charged up and flying high. She is soooo tiring!! She wears me out just listening to her because she talks fast, jumps from topic to topic and throws in people's names that I do not know. I guess she assumes I know who Greg is?
"My nephew. You know that."
<ah, no I don't. Never heard of him>
Apparently her estranged daughter is coming for a visit next Saturday and bringing two of the grandchildren with her.
"Where are they staying?"
"Not at my house!" Dar exclaims.
"Where are you going to see them?"
"At the restaurant up the road."
"But...that's only a half mile away. Won't they want to stop in and see your house...especially the grand kids?"
"I don't care. They are not getting in. Connie might get in and then declare residency and kick me out!"
"How in this world are you going to consider a reconciliation if you start out with this defeatist attitude?"
"It's up to her to apologize!"
"Well, it's going to be difficult to get into any meaningful conversation in a restaurant."
"Well, that's the way it's going to be."
"Have you heard anything from Jeff? Did he go back to rehab?"
"I don't know and do not care. He isn't bothering me anymore..that's all I know."