Sometimes I do feel like we're married to people from different religions because we follow different calendars and have different traditions. Even though obviously we're not. It's strange. Here is a link that explains pretty well the differences between the two. It is really only date wise. April 24 is also the 89th anniversary of the Armenian Genocide. Usually there is an event in Times Square with politicians, some survivors of the genocide. Pretty much an informative event.
I don't know who was the genius that was in charge of putting this event together because many Armenians celebrate Easter today and will not attend. As well as the fact it is raining and bitterly cold. In fact the entire weekend it has been horrible weather wise. Today I will be indoors folding massive amounts of laundry, cursing the weather and trying to fix the stupid kitchen sink which is preventing me from doing dishes regularly. I hate hate to miss the event. This is the second year in a row I have missed it. Last year I missed it because we went to Niel's grandfather's birthday. It is sad to think it was the last birthday we would ever go to of his. So I am glad Niel and I went. But it still bothered me not to attend the Armenian Genocide commemorative that happens in Times Square every year. And this year because of this crappy weather we won't be going.
A few more weird things about me I only eat peanut butter and jelly with grape jelly and I only eat my mother's version of French Toast with strawberry jelly. And I only like strawberry jam if I have butter and scones. I also love oranges but not orange juice.