Easter Weekend & Magic Game

Ok, the pictures below were pretty much the only thing I wanted to update this thing with but we decided to add some more stuff to this entry...So here is the full rundown of some recent events.
On Saturday, our plans to go to Gatorland backfired on us (due to them over-complicating their "free admission for teachers" promotion). So, we decided to take a quick trip to Paradise Beach on the Atlantic side. It was just an average day at the beach but the people watching was FANTASTIC due to the lady highlighted below.

Her Form: Flawless

Her persistence: unstoppable

Her grace: magical

Her shame: long gone.

  

Then on Sunday, Kristen was sneaky and surprised me with a basket & mini egg hunt when I woke up. I had no clue she was doing anything nor thought she ever would because of her dislike for Easter. But as she explained in her post from that day, she did it for me and I can't thank her enough for it.
(Yes Mothers, we went to church as well)

And lastly on Monday we went to the Orlando Magic game. Kristen's friend Eno, another teacher at her school, had scored some tickets for doing a Jump Rope for Heart event and raised a bunch of money for the American Heart Association. Their school won first place and Eno was being presented a trophy on the court before the game started. Lucky for us, even though we didn't do anything, we got to tag along and go on the court with him. It was pretty cool to stand on the court and then get put on the big screen at the game. Plus the Magic actually won...by 30 too!

(Kristen stealing credit for the trophy & Eno invading my space)

JJ Redick (Lenny's boyfriend) shooting a foul shot 

Kristen feeling Dwight's muscles

Welp, Happy Easter everyone

I am not a fan of Easter. AT ALL. I know, I know, what's not to like about Easter? Well for me, lots of stuff. Let me just say that I DO like Easter for all the right reasons. Jesus being resurrected from the dead, church on Easter Sunday, holiness.... all good with me. But it's that creepy little bunny, walking around on 2 legs and scaring me and all the children. Jelly beans. Peeps. Hard-boiled eggs. Everything shaped like eggs. Bunnies bringing eggs. These things bother me. Why? Well every year, year after year, since I was little, I ALWAYS got sick on or around Easter. The REALLY not-fun kind of sick. Seeing jelly beans from another side more than enough times apparently had a pretty profound affect on me, and it didn't take long for me to associate stomach illness to Easter and all its accoutrements. To this day, I can't even LOOK at the Easter displays in the stores. I have to turn my head, avoid eye contact, and pretend it's not there. It literally makes me ill. Several years ago I finally came to the conclusion that I am severely allergic to jelly beans, peeps, and anything pastel-colored or bunny-shaped. My loved ones have a field day with this. My friends send me pictures of peeps and threaten to send me jelly beans on my birthday. My mom taunts me with picture messages of her displays of over-populating bunnies and chicks and eggs. They are so hilarious.
Yet here I am, at 5:00 in the morning before the dawn of Easter morn, putting together an Easter basket for one Jacob Francis Marchetti. And feeling slightly nauseous. But Jake loves Easter, and for everything he does for me on a daily basis, I couldn't possibly let Easter pass us by without giving him a basket to search for when he wakes up. Especially since he couldn't be home with his family for Easter this year, like he has been every other year. I'm sorry I will miss the festivities as well. Maybe we'll even toss a few eggs around later today for the heck of it, who knows? I'm growing.
Welp, here it is. I hope he likes it. And I REALLY hope he didn't make one for me.

Happy Easter everyone!