Well, well the Easter bunny made its first stop here. I cannot believe the madness that is called Easter. Easter stuff everywhere!!! I got carried away a little bit and bought a lot of Easter bunny chocolate. Oh well. I have been a victim of consumerism ever since.
Time sure has changed, like drastically. Growing up, Holy Week means no tv, no playing, no meat and other sacrifices. We can’t even get boisterous. We talk in hush tones, and all I remember was going to sleep several times a day.
Gradually, Holy Week means 7th heaven marathon on tv, hoarding on Betamax rental tapes to tide us over til regular programming is back. Then it became going to the river for a family excursion.
Now… It’s an excuse to go to the beach to party and get drunk. And of course, there’s the internet too.
No more procession, no more reflection, no more silence.
And now, here I am in America. I just spent a lot of money at Target. I am so guilty, I don’t think I can fall asleep tonight.
But happy Easter!