Despite all my hemming and hawing in the weeks leading up to my birthday, I have to say, it was a really good one this year and I loved having the opportunity to celebrate with distant family members on Passover. We don’t have the chance to see each other too often, and being in a room full of cousins, aunts, and uncles and having them sing to me… well, it was a first and it meant a lot.
I love my family to pieces even when my aunt drives me bonkers about what kind of dish is acceptable for Passover/free of allergens and despite my uncle ribbing me incessantly about getting old (I’m not joking when I say that he must have made 20 inappropriate jokes about my age throughout the evening). I love them all anyway. Because, as the expression goes, “Family. Can’t kill ‘em. Can’t kill ‘em.” Or something like that, right? Besides, one of my cousins picked me up AND did an amazing Christopher Walken impersonation while my other cousin gifted me delicious chocolates, which made up for about 20 of the other things that happened that evening.
On Easter Sunday Bryan and I attended church with my family, had bagels with them on their sun porch and then made our way to a local restaurant to stuff our faces even further with a buffet-style lunch. Our apartment is filled with candy, sweets, a bunny ear from a mutilated Easter cake, and the remnants of a weekend spent eating out at various restaurants.
Easter detox starts now.
I had the chance to rub my cousin’s wife’s pregnant belly (with permission of course, because how creepy would that be otherwise?). It’s crazy to think that in less than a month, there will be a new baby in the family—the first in more than 30 years. Can you imagine? After a lifetime spent sitting at the kid’s table, I’m more than happy to make room for a cute, new generation.
Tell me, my sweets—did you celebrate this weekend? What did you do and does your family have any special traditions?