It is Easter. A few days ago was Good Friday. It makes me smile inside when the weather follows along with these two days as it I see it in my head. I see Good Friday as rainy and gloomy. This (as you all know I am sure) was the day that Jesus died on the cross to forgive our sins. If it were a movie of course there would be rain and eerie, slow music that gives you the shivers. Easter was the day that Jesus rises from the dead and ascends into Heaven. Naturally in my head I see Easter as nice weather. It is the weather that allowed me to go outside and draw with chalk on the patio with my nephew. He even stayed laying on the ground long enough for me to trace him almost completely. Our patio looked a little bit like a crime scene. He even drew blood coming from the body. Then again I do not think that was intentional being that he is not even two yet. My mom joked that we needed detectives from The First 48 to come.

I get these preset notions in my head about how the weather should be during certain days of the year. I prefer blue skies and 60 degree weather on April 8th because that is my birthday. In Michigan, 60 degrees is shorts and flip flop weather. You can almost bust out the tank tops at that point. I go shoeless as early as possible because our weather changes so rapidly. Being that I have a spring birthday, the weather is always unpredictable. We had snow just last week or the week before. People complained about it. You would think that, living in Michigan, people would be used to it by now right? Even if they are they never fail to complain about snow.

On Christmas I prefer snow. The idea of a white Christmas is ideal to me. I am not a huge fan of snow but on Christmas and on Christmas eve it is nice to look out and see the ground covered in snow. It does not matter if I get snowed in because these are days that I stay at home and relax with the family. As long as I have a nice cup of hot chocolate I am content. If it melts away the next day I have no complaints though I do like sledding. I have not gone in a long time but I always thought it was a good time. Maybe I should buy a new sled this year (since my dad threw ours out when we moved) and hit some hills.

Well, I am going to check on my favorite eagles in Decorah, Iowa now.
Good night all.
Happy Easter.
He is Risen!!!!!