What does it say about me as a thirtysomething woman that I still get ridiculously excited about the prospect of an egg hunt? What does it say about me that I used the word thirtysomething?
While you ponder these thought-provoking questions, allow me to introduce you to the perfect secular Easter (you'll have to turn to your church for the religious stuff).
1. The day before, an egg-boiling marathon. Only, instead of dipping into dye (which I will totally still do anyway), how about glueing confetti to your eggs instead? A good non-messy alternative for kids.
2. Another kid-friendly craft: washi-taped egg ornaments.
3. Tuck a surprise ball into the Easter baskets (along with a book, my favorite Easter gift).
4. After the egg hunt and candy coma, it's time for a bunny lunch with a few vegetables.
5. Put a pot of Greek lamb soup on the stove for dinner, and head back to the chocolate rabbit with the hollow ears. Just do it. I mean, you'll have to wait till Halloween to have an excuse to eat so much candy again.
6. Don't forget the Ham Florentine cups.
7. Eat dinner while watching Steel Magnolias. This movie screams EASTER in my mind.
8. While everyone is sobbing about Shelby, excuse yourself to concoct a Very Easter Dessert to finish the day: Peeps s'mores. Enough said.
Would I be trivializing the holiday if I said the thing I am most looking forward to this weekend is sinking my teeth into the delectable, luscious, milk chocolate of a Cadbury creme egg? Forty days of abstaining from chocolate, and it has opened my eyes a little to how much I crave that sugary heaven.
I have been spending a good portion of my working day listening to "Morning Phase" on repeat. It's so soothing. I feel like I'm floating on a cloud. The album has an alt-country feel mixed with a "Scarborough Fair" vibe. Above all that, though, it's uniquely Beck. It took listening to his set from Coachella* to remind me of my 20-year-long love affair with his music.
When I first heard "Loser" in 1993/94, I was going through my faux hippie phase. It was around this time that pop culture started longing for the Woodstock era, so much so that it spawned Woodstock '94. I wore long, flowing skirts and signed notes to my friends with the signature "Daisy," a nickname I kept throughout high school. I would traipse around in Birkenstocks, and braid a few long strands of my hair randomly while wearing John Lennon sunglasses. Thankfully, though, I managed to avoid playing marathon games of hacky sack (most likely because I was no good at it).
Anyway, here's an updated version of my 1990s hippie style. The Birkenstock thongs are pretty rad, and I may just don a pair this summer.
*Thanks to Annie for bringing this to my attention.
Alexa is old enough know that she likes to look forward to things. If I tell her about what the next day holds as I'm tucking her in at night, she is more eager to say "goodnight" and settle in without a lot of fussing. Last night I told her how we'd wake up and make breakfast, and she would go to school and play "treasure hoops" with her friends. On the weekend, I tell her about beach trips and swinging at the park ... and Movie Night.
"We will make popcorn and turn off the lights and watch a movie," I say.
"We will watch ... Smurfs?" she asks, hopeful we'll watch her favorite movie for the gazillionth time. I remind her of our only Movie Night rule: no repeats.
The goal is for the film to be something different that all three of us can watch without being bored (not an easy feat!). Sometimes we hit, sometimes we miss. After our family movie is over, H and I say goodnight to Alexa. We then return to the couch to snuggle in for a grown-up movie. Again, sometimes we hit, sometimes we miss.
Family Movie / Grown-Up Movie is an occasional series highlighting our movie-night hits.
We tested out these movies so you don't have to. Pop some popcorn, curl up with your favorite people, and prepare for a double feature.
DuckTales The Movie: Treasure of the Lost Lamp
If you're an adult of a certain age (ahem, my age), you will remember watching DuckTales cartoons as a kid. Scrooge McDuck is still awesome with his Scottish accent and miserly ways. The exploits of Huey, Dewey and Louie will keep your kid interested. The storyline is like Indiana Jones meets Aladdin, in which the little ducks wind up wishing for all kinds of random things, including an ice cream sundae as big as a house.
For the adults
The Wolf of Wall Street
Full confession: We knew we were going to love this movie because, hello, it's Leo and Marty. What we didn't know was how much we were going to love this movie. The (mostly true?) story is so filthy, despicable, downright crude, greedy, reprehensible. And yet, you can't help but watch, dare I say even root for these characters. We were on the edge of our seats watching them self-destruct. Leo is amazing. Jonah Hill is amazing. Matthew McConaughey is amazing in the five minutes he's on screen.
Do you have a Movie Night recommendation? Have a film you want us to test first before you commit to watching it?