Posted: Mar 20, 08
6:12pm
I'm in an exotic land far from home visiting my relatives. It's actually a town about 200 miles from Houston, but for someone who just doesn't get out enough, it's like being on the other side of the world.
The gang's all here and we are about to indulge in the ancient tradition of coloring Easter eggs for the upcoming holiday. I always thought that by this age, I'd have this particular bit of fundom behind me. For some reason, however, my family has never managed to let go of this tradition. Perhaps it's because my grandparents used to pride themselves on their psanky which is the art of batiking the eggs and creating very elaborate and beautiful designs.
I never got into that particular form of creativity. Okay, I did for one year. I spent hours and hours and managed to wreck about twenty-five dollars worth of eggs. My time and energy resulted in one handmade egg that looked like it had been laid by a chicken on some heavy hallucinogens.
Since then I've stuck to the old stand-by. Vinegar, food coloring and water. Sometimes I'd get the pills...one year we tried color shakers...I vaguely remember shaking one egg vigorously only to have it fly out and knock one of the cats unconscious.
I remember years of stickers, sponges, crayons and shrinkables.
One husband started the tradition of making a football egg, another always had to have one egg that was solid blue.
I'm curious about what everyone else did with their eggs. Did you have a special way of designing them? Did your kids? Did your egg dying process ever kill anyone (or knock them out cold)?
When it comes to eggs, I feel like I've done it all.
Everything, that is, except this: