Happy Easter, everyone!
I know I’ve said it before (one of the fun things about getting older is that you start to repeat yourself all the time, and no one can say anything about it. Or they can, but you can pretend not to remember, so it’s all good in the hood…), but although I’m pretty rubbish about remembering when Easter actually IS every year (Well, not my fault that they keep moving it, is it?), it’s still my favourite holiday.
I love pretty much everything about Spring, for a start. The daffodils. The cherry blossom. The longer days and lighter nights. The sheer, blessed relief that winter has finally packed its bags and is on the way out – and that summer isn’t too far away. At the start of spring, when summer has yet to disappoint you, and people haven’t started talking incessantly about autumn yet, it feels a bit like the world has just come back from the cleaners: it has a freshly-laundered feel about it, somehow, and, not being in any way religious, that’s what Easter represents to me.
As for the day itself, well, I love it purely for the fact that it doesn’t put any real demands on you. I tend to get really stressed out by gift-shopping – which I know is a terrible thing to admit, but it’s true. I’d love to be good at it: like, the kind of person who has a “gift-wrapping station” in their house, and always remembers everyone’s birthday, but instead I’m the kind of Bad Friend who wishes you a Happy Birthday on Facebook when it’s not actually your birthday (I’ve now implemented a strict ‘no birthday messages’ policy, after embarrassing myself there one too many times. It’s those stupid “‘memories” that people always post: how am I supposed to know when it’s ACTUALLY your cat’s birthday, if you keep on sharing “memories” of his LAST five birthdays every few weeks?), and then panic-buys something you won’t ever use. I am so sorry to everyone who knows me.
What was I talking about? Oh yeah: Easter. Easter doesn’t require me to buy anything, or do anything, so it’s a low-stress holiday, and that makes it a good one in my book. We spent Easter Sunday at my sister-in-law’s house, eating delicious food and spending time with family, and it doesn’t really get much better than that, so however you spent your weekend, I hope it was a good one, too! Now bring it on, Springtime!
P.S. Everything I’m wearing here is old and out of stock, but here are some alternatives I tracked down for you…