Posted April 20, 2019 by katry
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“There is not so variable a thing in nature as a lady’s head-dress.”

Posted April 20, 2019 by katry
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I woke up at an ungodly hour, 4:30. I tried to go back to sleep but couldn’t so here I am downstairs drinking my morning coffee and watching 2 Lava 2 Lantula, a sequel to Lavalantula. The fire-breathing arachnids are back.

The Easter Bunny comes no matter what. Santa only comes if you’re good, but the Easter Bunny doesn’t care. Parental threats about losing a chocolate rabbit if you’re bad don’t amount to much. Whoever dreamed up the Easter Bunny lost a great opportunity for keeping kids in line.

When I was a kid, pouffy dresses, hats, white gloves and shiny patent leather shoes with a single strap were our Easter outfits. I still remember my mother taking us all to the shoe store. I’d walk around checking out the shoes on display until it was my turn with the salesman. When it was, he’d first check my feet in the x-ray machine and then I’d stand on the silver slide so he could check my shoe size. My mother always bought my sisters’ dresses at the Children’s Corner, a shop up town. My dress usually came from Jordan Marsh. My sisters were always far more excited than I was about new Easter clothes.

We always hoped for a warm Easter Sunday so we could show off our new clothes. Wearing a jacket spoiled the look.

I like Peeps but only if they’re hard, almost rock hard. When I was in the Peace Corps, my mother sent me an Easter package. By the time I got it, the Peeps were so stale you could bang them on the table. I loved those Peeps, and from then on my Peeps were always unwrapped for a while so they could get stale. I have no favorite color, but pink and yellow Peeps seem more like Easter.

I have no errands to do today. It is a good thing as rain is coming. The clouds have already taken over the sky and the breeze has become a wind.

The forsythias have bloomed all over the neighborhood. Everywhere I look has a bright yellow bush. That shouts spring.

Sugar Dumpling: Sam Cooke

Posted April 19, 2019 by katry
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Sugartime: Charlie Phillips

Posted April 19, 2019 by katry
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That’s Buddy Holly on guitar!

Sweets For My Sweet: The Searchers

Posted April 19, 2019 by katry
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Mars Bars: The Undertones

Posted April 19, 2019 by katry
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Posted April 19, 2019 by katry
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“As long as there is chocolate, there will be happiness.”

Posted April 19, 2019 by katry
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The morning is warm despite the wind. It was sunny, but now it’s cloudy. It rained last night and may rain again today. I’m not a fan of on again off again spring days. Here on the cape the wind keeps us cooler than the rest of the state. In the summer the wind is welcomed. This time of year not so much.

When I was a kid, we always had Good Friday off from school, but sometimes the nuns would make us sign up for an hour vigil at the church. I remember the statues were all covered in purple. I remember watching people doing the stations of the cross. I remember being totally bored.

I never knew where the Easter baskets and all the goodies were hidden. I thought maybe my parent’s closet, but I had no excuse to go rummaging. We used to get chocolate rabbits, the universal basket candy, jelly beans which back then were big and all of them pretty much tasted the same. The Easter Bunny also included small toys like my brother’s balsa plane while I got toys like jacks and the wooden paddle with the red rubber ball attached by an elastic. My sisters got stuffed rabbits or ducks. I don’t know how ducks horned in on Easter. All of a sudden there were ducks. We also got panoramic eggs with a scene inside. I know they were edible, but they tasted awful so we saved them. We, of course, ate the rabbit’s ears first. I think that was an unwritten custom.

Good Friday has always been meatless. My mother sometimes served fish sticks and French fries. Our favorite was fried dough. My mother couldn’t fry fast enough. We slathered the fried dough with butter and sprinkled salt on it. I remember all of us crowded around the dish waiting for more.

My laundry is put away. The trash is in the trunk so the dump is on my to do list. I called for an emergency eye doctor’s appointment. It is at 1:30. My eye feels as if something is in it.

I woke up at 8:30. I was shocked at how early it was.

Monster Mash: Bobby “Boris” Pickett & The Crypt Kickers

Posted April 18, 2019 by katry
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My Beloved Monster: Eels

Posted April 18, 2019 by katry
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