To be honest, I didn't even remember it was Easter, until the cashier at Kroger's told me to have a nice holiday. I'm not religious and we don't get a day off work, so whoopteedoo. I'll probably be struck by lightening at lunch.
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You and me both SB. I worshipped at the altar of sleeping in, staying up late, poker nights, petting cheetahs, wishing the fucking shops were open and eating salt chocolate.
Sarah xxx
Petting cheetahs? I am jealous. That's one of my life-long dreams--to pet a big cat or cub. Seriously.
Check out my cheetah pics here: http://www.misfitsvintage.com/2011/04/you-will-be-so-envious-when-you-see.html#comments
Sarah xxx
Hell, if anyone is going to be struck by lightening, it's me and you know it.
Kisses!
Ummm...I predict you won't be struck by lightning or the equivalent.
You got off lucky. I got drawn into supporting a kind of family reunion triggered by the annual celebration of the resurrection of Jesus. The only time I had to do what I wanted to do was in my dreams....
Denny,
Sorry to hear of your holiday weekend woes. I hope this week goes better.
Love,
SB
Ms. Moon,
I'd be happy if we could go together!
SB, I'm shocked. How could you not eagerly await a holiday celebrating rabbits that lay chocolate eggs?
easter is pretty much the dumbest holiday EVER! the only thing that i really like about it is the reese's eggs that are available. yum!
Sounds like a dream come true to me! Is that wrong?
Drollgirl,
Me too! Love them.
Ms. Moon,
Nope. Nobody is wrong here.
Love you!
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