Here we are...Easter. When you are retired and living far away from family, holidays mean nothing. In fact other than garbage day becoming inconveniently moved or skipped, a retired isolated person may not even know a holiday is imminent or has gone by. If I went to church I would at least be clued in to any Jesus oriented holiday but I don't go to church. If I take the opportunity at commercial time on tv to go to the loo or kitchen, I don't see all those holiday forward ads. If distant rellies took the opportunity to travel and come to visit on holidays I would be clued in. But in the seven years I have lived here that has happened only twice I think.
But having said that, on this Easter Stan and Antonia are going to be in town visiting friends and her brother who happens to live here. And on Easter Monday they invited me to breakfast at Pesky's (Pescadores, a local fantastic little restaurant). Until Stan called me a couple of days ago I didn't even know it was Easter!
We did have a first today. We tested Floppy's loyalty and smarts. We leashed him up, grabbed a ball, poop bags and a walker and Ange and I took him to a nearby giant field. And we released the hound! We had faith that he would not take off....and he didn't! he behaved perfectly. Ange and I even got a little exercise out of the expedition!! My walker helps a lot! I could go double the distance before crap started to hurt. I am so happy!!
Tomorrow I tackle the back deck. It is a disgraceful mess. So much stuff has to go and some of it is going to be hard to toss. There are two Costco long tables covered and stacked with kitchen gear. There is also a seven foot high Ikea cabinet with many shelves full of kitchen gear as well. Sigh. Them thar days is over. No more big fancy meals. Time to box the stuff up and have diabetes people pick it all up and pass it along. Dang it...there is some super good stuff out there. Oh well, such is downsizing.
But...that being said, on Monday after the awesome breakfast I will be eating with my bro and sister in law, a very predictable Easter dinner will be made. Appie is a shared bag of Funions. We then move on to traditional scalloped potatoes a la Betty Crocker. From there we will imbibe still crunchy steamed green beans and peaches and cream Friendly Giant (ooops..I mean Green Giant) corn and then for the star of the show...an apple glazed ham. I just discovered that there is no apple jelly in this ridiculous town. So marmalade it will have to be. Then for a Lucious dessert we have salted caramel weird bars and the same weird bars but chocolate.
I didn't raise the pig to make the ham. I didn't make the marmalade for the glaze. I didn't grow and cultivate the potatoes or milk a cow for the scallop. I didn't grow the veggies and I didn't bake those stupid cookie things. We have become a redirected society. We took our precious time we used to have and filled it with the ever revolving work wheel so we can buy that bigger house and pay someone to be a substitute parent. Kinda sad. Especially for us old ones who remember those days. I remember lopping off the head of Mr. Big, our pet chicken, and eating him. I remember picking peas with socks on our hands because it was so cold outside before school. I am not saying it was better back then, just nostalgic.
Plus, and this is the biggest plus of all, I don't lift a finger to get all that food into our house. I get it all delivered to my front door. So I don't even walk up and down the aisles of the grocery store! And if I need something from a different store...I send Monte. He is an ace shopper and he loves it. He is so like his dad!!!
Speaking of which I had an order delivered a couple minutes ago and I am going to go and partake of some of it. I am starving. There are ciabatta buns and surimi (fake crab)....a perfect one meal a day meal.
That's it for this Easter Sunday. I am mindful of the sacred sight we saw in Jerusalem where supposedly Jesus rose from the dead. Most interesting. Have a lovely Easter. TFL and TTYL
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