He Is Risen!
As much as I love Jesus (zombie worship is cool), it seems that Easter was a much more secular deal at my haus as a kid. It was way better than Christmas, because we got lots and lots of candy (which was verboten the rest of the year), gifts, and it was the beginning of Spring. I was horrified recently to learn that none of my friends grew up with an Easter tree, and (even more horrifying) that that don't have Easter trees for their kids (note that Nitwit doesn't have an Easter tree, though--it's tempting to put some ears on her for Easter, though). Ross informed me that Easter trees are a very German thing and he had an impressive one when he lived in Austria. I'm basically out of touch with WTF is my German heritage and what's normal. So, I had an Easter tree and bunnies and baskets.
Apparently, Ross is right, and the Germans take Easter quite seriously. This is awesome, even if the title is "Scary German Bunny Man":
I'm happy to have had that experience growing up. I really ought to explore my heritage a bit more.
Apparently, Ross is right, and the Germans take Easter quite seriously. This is awesome, even if the title is "Scary German Bunny Man":
I'm happy to have had that experience growing up. I really ought to explore my heritage a bit more.
Labels: Based on a true story, Cats, Family, Friends, holidays


