Easter was supposed to be filled with fun and family.
My Easter was starting out as fun, and our family was here.
The big difference was when my air conditioning unit quit running. It was hot for Easter, and without the air conditioning, my chocolate eggs were melting, the butter sculpture was melting, and dinner was a bust. My grandparents had to leave early because they both had heart conditions, and mom and dad had to take them home. My Easter was ruined because of the air conditioner, but everyone told me I was being over dramatic. I had a twenty pound turkey that my husband and I could never consume. I had four of the five pounds of mashed potatoes sitting on the table, and more side dishes than we would eat in a year. I forgot I had asked my brother to come to Easter dinner. He is usually with his friends or working. When I heard him yelling at me and telling me to come to the table because he didn’t want to eat alone,I walked in. He sat there and waved at me and asked if anyone remembered he could have saved the day. He was an HVAC technician, and the only reason he was an hour late was because he had an emergency to attend to. I asked if he had time to look at the air conditioning unit, he grinned. I sent half the food home with him; once he fixed the air conditioning. I figured between him and his roommates, it would be gone before the night was over.
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