Of Easter Eggs and Bunnies
It's Easter weekend. My mom is harassing me about not going to church on Sunday. I don't feel like driving 80 miles to church and back on Sunday. I especially don't feel like it when I'd have to be at said church at 8:30 meaning I'd have to leave here at 7:30. I think I'll celebrate the resurrection in my sleep and have a nice ham dinner in His honor.As a commentary on where I live, one of my coworkers today went to her daughter's Easter Party at school. An EASTER party. Wow. Christmas and the general "holiday" party can work, but an Easter party. Of but it's not at all religious I was told. Really? I'm all for parties. More power to them I guess.