Don’t you just feel…different today somehow? It’s as if God is pulling us ever closer, saying, “The promise and joy of Easter are looming, but the love—this infinite, unfathomable love—has never left you.”
Something like that.
Because I am 33 weeks pregnant today and am, therefore, even more crazy & hormonal than usual, I decided this morning to do a Seder meal tonight. We went to the Tenebrae service at our parish last evening and will be assisting at the Good Friday liturgy tomorrow afternoon. Because of that and because I am 33 weeks pregnant, I decided to stay close to home on Holy Thursday.
Still, we needed to do something special.
Or so I told my hormonal self.
The kids were troopers in helping me shop. We stopped by Sam’s Club after my doctor’s appointment and bought some lamb; then we swung by Byerly’s for the matzo and wine. Hey, the kids & I can sip, can’t we? (We went with the Rosso that Barbara recommended in this post, by the way. It looks delicious.)
And now, having written all this down, I’d best put my plan into action. It’s 6:00 p.m. and I haven’t started! (Repeat after me: crazy and hormonal…crazy and hormonal.) Do let me end on one last note of ridiculousness, because it is often but the laughter that gets me through the day.
That and not being able to see my ankle bones any more. How funny is that?
There was a lady at Sam’s Club with a tray full of samples. These were not the edible kind, alas—they were chunks of soap on little napkins. (She was hawking a new brand by Caress, I guess. More power to her.) I picked one up and sniffed it.
“Mmm,” I said, politely and to show my appreciation for her line of work.
And then I placed it back on the napkin.
“You have to take it now,” the sample lady intoned, “Because you’ve touched it.”
I’m thinking, “Um…it’s soap. Isn’t it the nature of soap to be antibacterial?”
Regardless. I did what she asked and was on my way, with my purse smelling like a shower.
Have a blessed, beautiful Triduum!
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