And I’m glad it’s finally over. Lemme tell you, it SUCKS working in retail and SUCKS even more when the holidays come around. Then again, in retail, there’s always some forced “event” or holiday to keep us busy and out of stock and the customers angry. Ah, those impatient angry customers– just like the ones I had to deal with yesterday nonstop. Man, were we ever busy! I was really surprised by how little Easter candy we had left. ZERO jelly beans in stock!
Anyway, Easter isn’t all bad when you’re a kid. In fact, it’s pretty sweet. Iit’s kinda like a junior hybrid of Halloween & Christmas: you get some candy, you get a few toys, and then you go to church to learn about God & Jesus.
Back when my sister and I were kids, we got your standard jelly beans, Reese’s Eggs/miniatures, Peeps, bubble bum eggs, Whopper Robin Eggs, chocolate bunnies, SweeTarts and those weird large candy coated eggs that were somewhat fruity flavored but had the texture of a Circus Peanuts. Of course, there was the Easter egg hunt as well. Sometimes performed out in the front yard, but also in the house.
We would also leave out food for the Easter Bunny. Hey, why should Santa get all the snacks? I think that stopped being a family tradition early on in our youth, but I remember leaving jelly beans and carrots for him. There was no other feeling like knowing Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny had visited your house and ate your food than by seeing the “evidence” of nibbled treats and a half empty (half full?) glass of milk the next morning.
As for toys, in my earliest years, I can remember my parents would have an egg with a string attached to it, which when followed, would lead us to our “main” toy for that Easter. Nothing big or fancy like you might see at Christmas, usually for me it was an action figure, but still pretty cool.
I got my first and ONLY Food Fighters figure (Burgerdier General, if you’re nasty) one Easter. Another year, I ended up with a Ghostbusters Peter Venkman figure from their Fright Features series.
All of this, of course, was followed up by church. This always drove me CRAZY. It’s Christmas! It’s Easter! I’ve got TOYS1 I’ve got CANDY! Why do I need to go to church ?!?
There’s no point to any of this. Just rambling about my life. So, how about you? What are your Easter traditions and fond memories?