Easter Traditions

Ever since I can remember, our family has colored eggs for Easter and then they were hidden for my brother and me to find. We still follow this tradition but some things have changed...
The coloring of eggs has turned into an intense competition between those that are involved. We usually place the pressure of deciding the winning egg on Grandma Fisher. When Jeff and I hunt for them, it is an all out battle and race for the superior child to find more eggs.


I am proud to say that even my on-call, tired husband was able to participate and made a beautiful Buckeye egg- what a (predictable) guy! We missed the family that we did not get to see and hope to see all of you soon!

all in a jar of pickles

I have always found great joy in my Grandma's delicious sweet pickles. We use the juice in our Easter deviled eggs, cut them up as a relish on hot dogs, put them on sandwiches, and eat them out of the dish before every family get together. This past Thanksgiving, my Grandma and I sat down in the kitchen as she recited this famous recipe for me. I made them this morning, and it reminded me that the best thing about making a recipe is all of the memories that come with it!

Chicago Trip

One bonus of being a teacher is Spring Break! This year Nick had an orthopedic conference in Chicago so I met him there for a short visit.
We got to stay with friends...

See the city...


travel up to the 96th floor of the Hancock Building for an amazing view...


stay in a hotel right off of Michigan Ave...

and eat, drive around in a tiny car, and enjoy eachother!