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Easter Donuts are Here

Dear Members and Constituents,
The Easter season has me thinking about pastel-colored hard-boiled eggs and bunnies… and how they came to be associated with this celebration. In my mind, the logic goes something like this:
  • Eggs are inanimate objects out of which springs new life, a symbol of the miracle of resurrection. If a chick were to spring-out of a hard-boiled egg, now that would be quite the miracle
  • Of course, as we all know, rabbits reproduce by means of laying chocolate eggs. A natural association anyone familiar with rodent biology would make
  • As for the pastel colors, try as I might, I can’t think of a logical reason

If you ask me, I think we should add donuts to this disparate list. The justification might be the fact they are are a holy food (donuts have holes, get it?) or that they look like halos. Then again, as with the pastel colors, no justification may be necessary.

I think I may not be the only one who would like to create a tie between Easter and donuts. This week I received a T-Shirt which reads “The Donut Whisperer”. Thank you annonymous donor. Thanks also go to Melissa Nibbelnk for providing the four dozen delicious LaMar’s donuts sitting at my desk. So, if you’re in the office today, come and get your Easter treat.

Happy Friday!

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