Oh, yes, Easter. Yet more Christianized celebration centered around archaic pagan fertility rituals... Just kidding, people. But did you know that the term "Easter" does come from the name of the Babylonian goddess Ishtar? And in the time of the ancient Christian church, the date of the celebration of the resurrection was a subject of much controversy? This was known as the Quartodecimian Controversy, which comes from the Latin for 14, as the day in question was the 14th of the Jewish month of Nisan... It was a whole big thing. The issue was: Should the celebration of the passion and particularly the resurrection be associated with the the Hebrew Passover? Should there be a fixed date for this celebration? It was NOT related to the question of the coming association of the passion/resurrection celebration with the pagan celebration of the coming of spring. Anyway.
Our Resurrection Sunday was decent. I awoke with a sore throat, but I managed to get up and out of bed. We went to the 9:30 service, because we were meeting Olaf and Rosalee. After church, we went home to make some food, and Jeff's cousin Wendy dropped by to see our house, with her family. We moseyed over to the grandparents' house at 13:00, and had the family dinner thing, to which we contributed fruit salad, and two vegetable dishes (delicious, and courtesy of Jeff). There was a significant amount of sitting around, and a rather smaller amount of conversation. Then we went home, to do homework (in Jeff's case) and bum around and do a little housework (in my case).
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