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Competing with Easter
Easter is full of surprises; it’s a celebration of spring, rebirth, new beginnings…and rotten eggs.
Unfortunately, a well hidden Easter egg doesn’t smell too good when it is resurrected a few months later. This was the traditional method of reenacting the rebirth of Jesus in our household.
As a kid I resented Easter since it usually fell on the same weekend as my birthday.
Isn’t Christmas enough? Who gets two birthdays?! Do I get another birthday party every time I wake up from a concussion? I didn’t really understand much about the holiday…just that I was competing with it for guests.
On a particularly desperate year, I convinced my dad to buy a huge ice-cream cake, banners, balloons, dozens of toys to give away aaaaaaaand a pinata..
HA! Let’s see who win’s this round.
My ‘party’ was much appreciated by the ONE guest who eventually showed up.
We gorged ourselves on pizza, then topped it off with ice cream and awkward conversation. This friend wasn’t fooled with stories of party by appointment or full-length mirrors in chairs.
Lunch was followed by an exhausting hour of swinging at a reinforced pinata full of candy that I had personally hand picked the week before. The mounds of chocolate, gum, and lollipops that ended up in the grass were in no way appetizing to a couple of now sweaty kids with stomach aches.
The disgruntled looks from Dad didn’t help either.
I wonder if people didn’t show up because of the prior engagements that came with the Easter holiday, or because my dad had chased a friend of mine around the yard with his hose (GARDEN hose) a few weeks prior. It was all in good fun, but some parents can get a little paranoid about strange men squirting their 11 year old daughters with water.
Nowadays I just promise people alcohol and hope for the best.
OMG, I came here on the recommendation of Jen over at Tribal Blogs. This is hysterical. Putting you on my blog list. I was born on Easter, so I know just what you are talking about birthdays. I am too old to have any more birthdays so don’t have to worry about it now. Your graphic is terrific. I am really wanting to learn how to do that stuff.
So a very Happy Birthday to you whenever it was. Have a great day.
@ Marg: Haha. thanks for the compliment. Hopefully you don’t regret the addition to your blog list. I promise I’ll try and be more productive with this blog soon. It is my baby, but it is currently malnourished. looking for a job is taking up way too much of my time. Birthday is in 45 minutes! yaaayyy….i think…
Oh, Daniela! I’m so sorry your Easter-birthday was such a bust. I never think of Easter as being a serious contender to ruin a kid’s b-day, but I guess if your Dad chases kid with a garden hose, anything can happen.
Happy birthday, and may you enjoy many more pinatas in your life.
Happy Birthday, Daniela! It’s hard competing with everyone on spring break. We had a party like that for my son once… only one guest was able to make it. Of course, the other invitees may have been remembering the accidental smoke bomb from a couple of years before…
@JD: Ha. this was a long time ago. at the time I didn’t really understand how pathetic it was. My Dad must have thought i was a loser though. haha.
BUT my birthday is next weekend this time! I have a chance!
@ CatLady: Maybe all us early april babies need to have a party together. that way at least we’ll be at each other’s party. =P
See…this is why I have no memory of my past. It’s just better that way.
Jacki: haha. I guess no memory is a good thing…but then you really start to wonder where the hell your life went…and people will convince you that YOU really were the person streaking, drinking, vomiting etc. that one time.
How can any one person be expected to compete with Jesus? Water into wine makes him a walking bar. Sure the whole resurrection thing makes him something of a zombie, but a zombie with a walking bar.
Happy Birthday!
(I wound up her via a FunnyNotSlutty Facebook/Twitter post)
@ Girl X: I never thought of that before…but i mentioned I offer drinks!! I guess i would be a lot more popular if my touch turned water to margaritas, though. At this point, i just make watery margaritas. It’s not a good compromise.