Easter is my favorite, and I love, love the fact that we were blessed with such excellent weather for all of the Easter 2015 weekend. As usual we spent the holiday weekend with my parents in their newish home.
We all made it to the house by about 7:30 on Friday afternoon and had a small meal of white fish and water then. (Good Friday is both meat-free and a fasting day for adult Catholics.) My dad had had a long day and went to bed after dinner was cleaned up. We then decided it would be fun to teach my mother how to play beer pong. It was all about the mechanics. We weren’t drinking; we had water in the cups and were drinking tea…it was the squarest game ever, but also so much fun. My mother was hilariously excellent (are you sure you never played before?!) even if she did walk up to the table like she was bowling every single time. Great memories! And now her friends cannot tease her about how she doesn’t know how to play!
Did you catch the blood moon (early) Saturday morning? Even though the reports were saying that there wouldn’t be much to see in Chicago we got up for the blood moon anyway and watched it for 30 minutes or so. The reports were right – there was very little to see, and to add insult to injury there was a cloud covering the moon at the very moment we were at “peak moon.”
After that it was all about doing yard chores around the house. Most of the landscaping and outdoor furniture is leftover from the previous homeowners and some of it is in rough condition. We got to work re-screening the porch (truth: this was mostly a boy job), power washing concrete and iron furniture, pulling up weeds and mostly-dead shrubs and adding new mulch to the beds. Plenty of work remains for us next time, but we really enjoyed spending the day out in the nice weather and helping to fix up my parents’ house.
While we were slaving outside my parents were making homemade pizzas for an Easter feast. As always the margherita pizza was the favorite. So simple, but so delicious. Others included a taco pizza, sausage and onion and an I-don’-t-know-ask-the-boys-but-I-think-they-put-Cholula-on-it that the boys devoured on their own.
Because the college kids had a decently long drive back to campus we went to early mass on Sunday morning and came home to an easy brunch. Fresh fruit, scones (made the night before), bacon (because, boys), quiche and toast and spreads. It was decreed that we will do something similar from now on: big dinner on Saturday evening; smaller, lighter brunch on Easter morning.
After brunch we exchanged Easter baskets (candy and socks; the usual) and then took turns heading home. My mom took several pictures of her kids in dressy clothes but other than that the weekend was under-documented. Must fix that next time!