If I woke on Easter morn and wrote a blog.
If I then zoomed off to a dental office for 3 hours to reformat a broken PC so that it could capture computer dental radiographs tomorrow.
If I then stopped at Home Depot to buy some air conditioner insulation and a paint roller sleeve.
If I then visited at a drugstore to buy the electrical tape that I forgot to buy at Home Depot.
If I then returned home for 2 hours to install a ceiling fan in the kitchen using the electrical tape I just bought.
If I then sojourned to Dreamland cemetery in the late afternoon to run 4 miles and meditate on a hill.
If I then went to a patron’s house and used that paint sleeve I bought earlier to paint half a bathroom porpoise gray.
If I then came home to eat dinner just as all the company was leaving.
If after my finger-picking dinner, I had a cup of coffee, turned TV on, and decided to chronicle my day.
Then that’s pretty much almost precisely what I would be doing now.

Whip the Bunny.  Throw eggs at him.  Not my idea: a Christian group decided to defile the Easter Bunny in a children's play in order to re-prioritize the surge of the Passion.

Of course, the name "Easter" originated with the names of an ancient Goddess. The Venerable Bede, (672-735 CE.) a Christian scholar, first asserted in his book De Ratione Temporum that Easter was named after Eostre (a.k.a. Eastre). She was the Great Mother (fertility) Goddess of the Saxon people in Northern Europe. Christians cannot deny the pagan origins of their holiest day.

Think: fecundity.  What does an 'egg' signify (putting breakfast aside) ?  What do bunnies do best?

Okay, I didn't put breakfast aside  I just ate two eggs sunny-side-up.  It's compliciy and I'm as bad as the sadistic bunny-bashing play director.