I guess I should explain one thing first - I was brought up Catholic.. Practicing?? No.. Strong beliefs? No.. Any belief? Yea, but sketchy.. Lots of doubt? Oh yea! So I believe to "celebrate" Easter Sunday would not be a truthful statement. Easter Sunday would be (for me) to get my family together for one day, for a nice meal, good conversation, laughs, maybe some family gaming, and of course an egg hunt for the grandson. I guess an excuse (in a sense) to try to get everyone together just for a day... Hey, I'm being honest!
Well this year things turned out a bit different than planned. I agreed with my youngest daughter to have "Easter" on Saturday as she was going to Connecticut to spend Easter with her new man's family on Sunday. Unfortunately my grandson was not invited to go to Connecticut as it was the first time she was meeting the brother and he apparently is quite a partier (any "holiday" is a great excuse to get drunk I guess) and it just wasn't a good time to bring the little one. No problem with me! I was going to keep the little guy here and have some fun. My oldest daughter was scheduled to work all weekend at the hospital (7am-7:30pm) so she wouldn't be around at all unfortunately.
Then plans changed yet again.. I found out my daughters BF was going to Connecticut on Saturday and she was going to drive down on Sunday.. they would have 2 cars there, etc. I knew she wanted to be with him for the weekend (as that's the only time they see each other right now) so I told her to go ... Don't worry about it. It's not a big deal really.. go.. I told her I would take care of the little guy of course and we would have some fun. My grandson's "pepere" (my ex) was coming down on Saturday to eat with us anyway, and he decided to build some fish-box thing (don't ask - I don't know) and to do it with his grandson... they were both VERY excited to spend the time together and the little one was so anxious to build a "fish-house" (whatever that may be!). Seeing it was just me, my fiance, my ex and my grandson, we decided to do up a prime rib (of course mac & cheese and a hot dog for the little one:)) ...
Then, plans changed again... on Friday night, my bf lost it finally. My daughter and her BF were stacking trash on top of the trash can cover (rather than take the trash out).. nothing unusual- there are always dishes in the sink (dishwasher is right there but they can't seem to reach most times).. I guess it's been a long time coming, but my bf had a few drinks that night and he was pissed off. He lost it.. My daughter was in tears... it was just a nasty scene. My bf doesn't say boo, so obviously this was building up, but just not a great time to "lose it" especially when drinking.
So Friday night my daughter "arranged" things so that my grandson was going to Connecticut for the weekend too. He didnt' want to go.. he kept saying he wanted to stay home and make a fish-house with his pepere.. and kept telling me he wanted to stay here with me. Sucked so bad yesterday morning.. :( So she packed him up and he went (after she bribed him with a new "police uniform")... His grandfather showed up with the wood and stuff to build the fish thing, but no grandson.. He was mad and sad at the same time. Almost like my daughter took him to spite us, even though it was MY bf she was mad at - we all had to suffer I guess.
We cooked our prime rib, my oldest daughter got called off from work so was able to come by and eat with us (she was disappointed that her nephew wasn't here also as she bought him some cool new clothes ... he loves getting new clothes! .. and some cool paints and stuff).
So that was my "Easter" with my family.
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