Easter

Easter isn't really a big deal for me. You can't blame me. I grew up in a different culture, and it's not a work day off. I know it's a pretty big holiday for most people in the U.S. So yesterday I was invited over to The Boyfriend's parents' house to have an Easter lunch. All of a sudden, Easter meant something to me... it's a day I get to have a GOOD (and FREE) home cooked meal. We had honey baked ham, green bean casserole, scallop potato, etc. A really delicious all-American meal. Yum!

After lunch, The Boyfriend had his annual Easter egg hunt. I can't believe his parents still does this for him. This year they trimmed down a little though. Instead of hiding a dozen eggs in the backyard (with changes in them), they just hid one with a couple bigger bills in it. It was so obvious to me where they hid it. I didn't have to walk out to the backyard and I knew where they hid it, but it still took The Boyfriend forever to find it. Ha ha. What a strange family.

Well, I hope you all had a great Easter.