Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Four Things I Loved About Easter Weekend

I left work early Thursday 100 percent thrilled about the long weekend ahead. The stretch between Christmas and Easter is exhausting with no breaks, and I needed a four day weekend and some rejuvenation. Unfortunately, when I got home, I checked the nest on our front door to see our two little birdies and our egg didn't make it. So, Ty and I removed the nest and wreath from the front door.

My friend Jenny sent me this picture today of some birds at her dad's house. Why couldn't my little birdies have held on like these guys?

I hope they grow into their big mouths.

All in all, our weekend was laid back with a few highlights. ... mainly four worth sharing:

1. Saturday morning, Ty and I spent lounging around the house and eventually mustered the strength to go eat lunch. We decided on Cush's, where we ran into this person:

We heard Jessica Biel was there long before we saw her. She's tiny, which I always thought she was more tall and athletic. Makes you wonder what how tiny the really petite women in Hollywood actually are. We're probably better off not knowing. Later in the day, I summed up the experience via text to some friends saying "Ty and I saw Jessica Biel at Cush's! And that skinny bitch took the last piece of strawberry cake that Ty and I were eyeballing. I get really pissed when I think about how she's probably going to just throw it up."

For the record, I don't know if she's a bitch or if she's going to throw up the cake. But the laws of nature tell me that girls who look like that don't eat gigantic pieces of strawberry cake. They just say they do. I think from now on I'm going to tell people I saw Jessica Biel with a huge piece of strawberry cake. That's the real story.

2. For the third year in a row, Ty dressed as the Easter Bunny for all the church kids and then formally announced his retirement from the bunny suit. Before the Bunny put away his suit for good, he made a special house call to see the Pipkin twins.

Considering Ty has about 20 percent vision in the bunny costume, I was a little nervous with him holding these sweet little babies. But we plopped him in the recliner and everyone did great! What followed was more than I could have anticipated. I ended up feeding, burping and swaying Lila to sleep. Three things I've probably never done, but when there are twins around, it's all hands on deck!

3. Just before Christmas, my husband bought a 1984 Jeep CJ7 Renegade. It took a while for me to get behind since we didn't really need another vehicle. But Ty's always wanted one and found one in great condition and didn't want to pass it up. There's nothing fun about owning a Jeep in the winter, but since it's starting to warm up, we've been enjoying the Jeep more and more.

Saturday after lunch, we took off down Ellerbe Road toward Hill Country, where we were married. We like to drive out there and see if there are any weddings that day. It brings back good memories! It takes me about 20 minutes to brush through my hair after an afternoon Jeep ride, but it's worth it to feel the sun on my face and wind in my hair.

4. And more than anything, I simply love Easter Sunday. I love the celebration. I love that we have such a great, big God who's love is incomprehensible. And this Easter Sunday, I love that we worshipped by singing U2's "Pride (In the Name of Love)." We didn't sing the last verse, since that's really about Martin Luther King, Jr., but the other words stir my heart:

One man come in the name of love
One man come and go
One man come here to justify
One man to overthrow
In the name of love!
One man in the name of love
In the name of love!
What more? In the name of love!

It may not have looked anything like this, but it truly felt that way! What more? In the name of love!


Meryl & Russell McLendon said...

That is so sweet that Ty dresses up like the Easter bunny! I hope he doesn't retire. =)

Stephanie Jordan said...

I know, I enjoy being Mrs. Easter Bunny. But it's always really hot in the suit and makes Ty a little grumpy! Ha, can't imagine how the guys at the mall do it!

dersmit said...

The only way you get to retire such a gig is to be responsible for your own bundle. I'm not suggesting anything, I'm just saying. (For the record, LOVE them beyond all belief, but don't rush it.)