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Monday, April 17, 2006

Easter

Biajee had a weekend full of failure. I was well entertained most of the time.

We went to American Furniture warehouse on Friday night and shipped a huge bookshelf home with the Sienna. It's about 84Hx48W, just a bit taller than our doorway upstairs. After sweating for the night on Friday and afternoon on Saturday, he finally admitted that he couldn't get it into the room by himself.

We called our friend Wade by 7 pm. He and his family were at our house by 7:45 pm. It took them only 2 minutes to put the bookshelf into place. It's really too bulky for one person to move or carry and of course Biajee didn't want me to help when I'm 8 months pregnant.

We took Wade's family out to Red Lobster afterwards. It's always thrilling to spend time with them. Their two kids (Kyle and Sarah) were wonderful. We went to their house to dye Easter eggs. It was an amazing experience. You put 3 tablespoons of vinegar into each cup (there are more than 10 cups) and then put a little tablet of various colors into each cup. The liquid turns into green, blue, purple, yellow, pink, red, etc. in seconds. Then you dip hard-boiled eggs into each cup and wait. The longer it sits, the deeper the color is. You could use a wax pencil to write and draw on the eggs before you dip them to get created painted easter eggs. We ate a handful of cracked eggs during this process.

Then we helped to stuff some of the plastic Easter eggs with kid's goodies. Easter here is like Halloween or Christmas. Kids get treated by Easter Bunny with gifts. We hadn't realized that it was such a big deal until Saturday night. On Easter Sunday morning, kids will perform an egg hunt and find all these plaster eggs and open them for presents. Then the family get together for a feast in the afternoon. It's almost like Thanksgiving. Biajee and I surely have a lot to look forward to with this baby coming.

We went to 3 state parks yesterday, each contained a lake, pond or reservoir. The sad fact is that we don't have our own boat so we could only stand ashore and sigh. Then Biajee clogged the toilet in our master bedroom right before we're ready for bed. He had to go to Wal-mart and get the plunger to fix it. I'm amazed of his sense of responsibility. I would have let it sit for one night with filthy liquid. At that exact moment, I realized that I had married very well...

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