Eggses, my precious.

[melissajm]

Tomorrow marks the 30th year of an odd personal tradition.

Every Easter since I leared how to make 2-color eggs, I've colored and saved a hollow egg with my name on it.
The earliest are always pink and yellow. Remember the Ronco device that turned eggs and drew on them with markers? There's one done that way. Eggs from "my religious phase" have crosses on them, and later, descending doves. I decorated some using masking tape and Q-tips. One commemorates the writing of "The Giant Novel" with hand-drawn beanstalks. One egg is brown, dyed to look golden.

These aren't works of art. They're smudged, chipped and fingerprinty. But...30 years. I just had to commemorate it.

And then there's the other collection, started when my husband and I got married. We've filled up our first dozen with that one. ;)

Happy Easter!

Comments

[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

That's a wonderful tradition. It's great that you saved one from every single year--and that you have a newer collection working with your husband. I can just visualize the one with the beanstalks, too. *g*

I don't think I've ever kept an annual tradition like that going, but my most cherished Christmas ornaments are the ones my mom made when I was a few months old, for my first Christmas. They're Styrofoam balls, three different colors, with my name and her name and my dad's name written on them in glue that she sprinkled glitter on. They were all she and my dad could afford at the time. The ornaments (and even the glitter) are still intact, and I put them up every year. Like your Easter eggs, they're not works of art (except that they are! very heartfelt ones) and they're nothing like the pretty store-bought ornaments around them, but I love them most of all.

Happy Easter!

[melissajm.livejournal.com]

Those ornaments sound wonderful.

My first egg actually got broken when I dropped it on the vacuum cleaner, but I pieced it back together.

This year's egg is an "Affirmation Egg," the first to have words other than my name on it. They're part of the green vines on a yellow egg with "flowering bushes" (Ok, pink and blue splothes) on it.

And this year I taught my niece how to make two-color eggs. ;D

[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

That's wonderful, on all counts! Including that you were able to piece the broken egg back together, although it must have been distressing when it broke.

[melissajm.livejournal.com]

I wonder if that's what prompted me to start saving them...?

[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

Could be!