What was Easter day like for you as a child?

We sat more in the middle of the congregation now. We used to sit in front but the incense made me sick so mom, not too happy about it, moved us back. Just a bit of family church trivia for you. Mom, an Irish Catholic, made sure she gave each of us money to place in the collection plate.

Easter was great when I was a kid, until I found out there actually wasn’t an Easter bunny, thanks to my sister Lori. She could have kept that info to herself.

“Maybe the Lord had a sense of humour,” dad said. Dad would get the glare from mom.

Can they start feeding only one meal to prisoners on death row or those doing a life sentence? Because only then will it be real punishment. If they want extra food they can work or pay from their own pocket.

Then we went to church. Through most of the Mass you could hear my mom whispering, “Tracy Alexis, Lori Ann, STOP GIGGLING! No laughing in the Lord’s House.”

“Look under there. I think there’s one there RJ!”I was two years younger and the girls looked after me like little mother hens.

We always had a big dinner. Mom spent the day getting it ready, dad helping and all of us sat together at the dining room table and had a great family dinner together, except for the broccoli.

I caught my husband of 20 years looking at inappropriate pics of women on TikTok or Instagram. I'm not sure., but when I told him he got mad and made excuses of why they popped up. I then told him how I've snuck on his phone and saw what he's been looking at . We had a horrible big fight. I asked him why did he even marry me when I see the type he likes . Nothing like me, I'm petite, blonde and blue eyes. These women are dark haired dark eyed and have curvy bodies, large breasts, etc. I just don't feel the same about him after this. I can't get over this

My older sisters, twins Lori and Tracy would wake me up, just like at Christmas. Beside our beds we would have cream eggs put in our slippers or shoes. We would go downstairs and find baskets of goodies on the table, and we always found a hollow, chocolate bunny. then we would go on the Easter Egg hunt. The girls would hunt them up better than I would.

“RJ! We just looked there! Why would you look there?“ the girls would say. Then they would help me find the eggs.