Sunday, April 04, 2010

Easter Morning

I am preparing a small brunch for my two daughters this morning. My sober daughter is bringing her sober boyfriend. Dear Lord, please help me to like a 40-something year old man who insists on referring to me as "ma" - this is a challenge. He holds me in more regard than I will ever deserve due to my reputation in the group they both attend - it is somewhat creepy to me. Oh, I did some legendary things back in the 80s when I was newly sober ... like beating up a 300 lb. clown. Yeah, don't get the idea I am bragging here because I think it is plain to see I am not.

So, here I am, in my black patent leather heels, my pearl necklace, pearl bracelets, and pearl earrings, my black dress with the black patent leather belt, with a white cardigan... a grandmother just having returned from Easter Morning Mass - the holiest day in Christianity. And I will have to deal with a man who knows me mainly based on my reputation of crazy crap I did over 20 years ago. Wonderful.

The "run" yesterday was actually a walk. I opted to join the race walkers. They were more my speed. I am so injured and torn up from running (and aging) I don't know how I can possibly run a marathon, but I do believe there is a good chance I can race walk one. How pitiful is that? It is damaging to my pride, but it might be good for my body. It certainly was fun. I really liked the other ladies - they are all younger than me, of course. But they are fit and they have done lots of races and we had lots to talk about. I am actually going to sign up and pay money to do this thing. It is a hard thing for me to say that going it alone isn't working out so well for me - I think I'll try it your way. But clearly, in my life, the best things have happened to me when I have done just that.

I better go get started on the eggs benedict. I make the most divine hollandaise sauce! When given the choice of ham, lamb, or any other Easter dinner, my daughters asked to have a brunch of eggs benedict instead. Sounds good to me.

Have a Happy Easter everyone.

8 comments:

Hope said...

Happy Easter MC!

Carverlane said...

Happy Easter! I want to hear that 300 lb. clown story, is that somewhere on the blog?

Kim from sAn Antonio

dAAve said...

Happy Easter MC.

Don't beat yourself up for aging. You're in good shape but it's never going to be as easy as it used to be. You're also supposed to enjoy this stuff. so don't do things you don't like to do.

Syd said...

I hope that you had a good day MC. I found that I can do lots of things but not as well athetically as I used to do. Take it easy on yourself and do what feels good.

Patty said...

Happy Easter, Mary. My husband and I run/walk all the time. Especially in Sam's Club. LOL. OK, in my unasked for opinion, I think the boyfriend should call you Ms. So and So or Ms. Mary at first until YOU tell him it is OK to call you Ma. On the other hand, it is a good thing for him to know that you did at one time and may still posses the ability to beat up a 300 lb. clown.

Ed G. said...

I hope you had a wonderful Easter.

I think I'm going to be sore tomorrow from bowling - that shows you what a sad state my old body is in.

Blessings and aloha...

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Mary LA said...

How lovely you must look in those pearls -- and the day will work out as it is meant to do. I am sure you will handle it with grace and insight.