We decorated eggs, then ate them

We decorated eggs, then ate them, had delicious mrs-made pear coffee cake, talked about that Mr Jesus some, ended by watching old Doctor Who with our daughter who is catching up on the past few years, and made it home alive with a fair prospect of having a tomorrow. I'll take it. Thanks, Almighty Creator!*

*You know, the biggest problem with being an American from the 20th Century is, that old-fashioned, fearful awe kind of reverence ... does not flow easily