Friday, March 29, 2013

Post 2299 - Valley Time

These words come from my mother's house. Of course, she no longer lives here. It's Newbie and me for a couple of days.

I slept in this morning after my headache last night. I thought food might help. Patricia and I got some breakfast at Smitty's in Bayers Lake/Clayton Park. While there I wrote a guy selling a 2tb harddrive on kijiji. He lived 5 minutes from there.

We drove to the man's apartment building. While looking for a parking space we noticed a man dressed in black just standing there. He looked at us and we at him. As we drove past him we noticed that he appeared to be taking a piss. Pretty much out in the open. One doesn't see that in Halifax very often.

We parked. Buddy got in his car and drove off. I went into the building to the man's apartment and bought the hard drive.

We got back to the house. I still needed a nap. I slept until 2pm. Got up for a few minutes and slept for 3 more hours. Finally got up and wrangled Newbie and packed a few things and drove here. I hooked up the free tv I picked up on the tv stand I got for 20 bucks. Works great.
In the morning I will get up and head into town to get some victuals for Easter dinner. Leaning toward salmon. Nobody in the family likes ham.
I've always wondered why Easter and crappy pig meat go together. It's not in the bible. The folks whose holidays were co-opted by Christians did not, to my knowledge, eat ham. How ham became mixed up with this holiday makes no sense whatsoever. What are your theories?

Newbie has spent much of the evening running around the house. Now he's sitting next to me probably waiting for me to turn in. Do I have yet more sleep in me? Let's find out!

See you tomorrow.

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1 comment:

Ken said...

I, too, have often wondered about the tradition of ham at Easter, Bevboy. Perhaps because ham has never been one of my favourite meals. Although my wife does do a pretty mean ham at Christmas, along with a turkey, of course, that is done in cherry brandy. But I digress....

So, knowing that we both will not be able to rest until the ham at Easter question is settled, I turned to that great great 21st century oracle called Google.

As with most things, there are several explanations which at least on the surface appear to have some logical basis. In my view, the best of the bunch is this one: In the early days, meat was slaughtered in the fall. There was no refrigeration, and the fresh pork that wasn't consumed during the winter months before Lent was cured for spring. The curing process took a long time, and the first hams were ready around the time Easter rolled around. Thus, ham was a natural choice for the celebratory Easter dinner.

So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. But I'm having turkey for Easter.

Happy Easter, my friend,