• I think my favorite Easter memory was Easter, 1988. My ex was in the Army, stationed at Ft. Sill Okla. I was about 8 months pregnant with my second child. I didn't want to drive to Texas to visit the in-laws so I invited them up and I was going to fix the dinner. I couldn't sleep well that night because my back was hurting. So I finally got up and started cooking and cleaning. By noon, I was in agony, and hot! My M-I-L finally convinced my ex to take me to the hospital. They told me I was in labor and broke my water. 3 Hours later, my son was born!

    April 12, 2009 at 8:58 p.m.

  • that reads a little strange now that I think about it. Of course, I mean my dad would DYE the Easter Eggs.....yeesh, it's been a long day, I suppose. One of my favorite photos is of him at the table, with the PAAS egg dye (the only one we would use). To this day, ANY time I smell vinegar (or acetic acid in the lab at work), I ALWAYS think of Easter, as the vinegar was used to dissolve those dye tablets. Funny how one smell can take you back decades, right?

    April 11, 2009 at 10:49 p.m.

  • So I think it's about forgiveness....forgiveness, even if you don't love me anymore. Great song, Chris. My favorite memory is of my father dying and hiding Easter eggs for me in all my favorite hiding places when I was a child in Houston. I am still lucky enough to have him around for this Easter. For that alone, I am blessed.

    Have yourself a wonderful Easter, Chris.

    April 11, 2009 at 10:17 p.m.