It’s Cinco de Mayo!!!
Which really means nothing to me other than the fact that in college it meant we’d eat and drink more. Which, I guess, would sum up about every holiday wouldn’t it?
I’ve had a few of you ask what I do about holidays, since I’m here in the house by myself. Let’s just say I never seem to be lacking. Usually on Christmas my Mom, Dad and sister Janette will come on Christmas day, but I’m not able to go home for our big family gathering [Skype comes in very handy]. When I was at the point where I couldn’t travel but could still get out of the house I was always celebrating Easter and Thanksgiving with one of my friends’ families.
I have been so blessed that most of my friends’ extended families have adopted me as their own. Susie’s grandma makes me the same Christmas gifts that she makes all of her granddaughters… my friend Meg’s mom will make me homemade cinnamon rolls when she’s visiting… and my friend Kelly’s family may have actually started wondering if I was a long lost sister that someone just forgot to tell them about.
Remember that post I wrote about how to be church? I definitely continue to learn that lesson from the examples of others who have been church to me.
I’m ridiculously spoiled by their love and generosity, and that hasn’t changed now that I can’t leave the house. This Easter my friends Meg, Scott and their two kids were going to come here for Easter dinner, but because they caught colds that plan was nixed [my immune system can’t handle being exposed]. But I thought I’d show you in photos how ridiculously well-fed I was despite the fact that I didn’t go anywhere.
My neighbor, Laura, [you’d know her as Lauratina from the comment section] showed up at my door on Holy Saturday evening with a plate of leftovers before they headed to church … totally unexpected, and delicious.
Then, despite not being with them for Easter dinner, Meg popped over with this crazy good meal. Ironically, it’s probably exactly what I would have eaten at my Mom’s: ham balls and holiday potatoes! [Not to mention some decadent brownie concoction that had extra chocolate chips and peanut butter chips on top. Seriously.]
Now, I forgot to take a photo of the plate of food Susie dropped off [I’m not kidding… I ate better than anyone who actually attended an Easter celebration] but I did remember to take a photo of the adorable basket of cookies she dropped off…
… and I managed to snap a photo of the angel food cake with candy bar topping before I devoured it. That took some serious self-control on my part.
It also took some serious control on Riley’s part. He’s definitely started paying more attention to George now that he realizes I put all plates of food on the seat to roll it into the other room. Poor dog just wanted his Easter treat, too.
And as soon as he can articulate the true meaning of Easter, I’ll be willing to share. :)