Easter Day
Sheepies are being positively adorable this morning: getting abducted, doing the crazy spider thing, walking on two legs. what lovelies.
Then, to my Easter morning: We went to easter vigil last night, so we don't have church to go to. Merely buffoonery. Searched for eggs, Molly cheated. It's not competetive, however, since none of us would countenance such a scheme.
My father and I went to the grocery store in our pajamas. It was a brilliant moment when, looking like vagabonds, we went to the cash register with a bottle of whiskey and two sweet rolls. Almost as brilliant as that when, looking into my recently uncovered Easter basket, I discovered a shining copy of Gogol's Dead Souls. That's my mother, ladies and gentlemen.
Happy Easter to all.
Then, to my Easter morning: We went to easter vigil last night, so we don't have church to go to. Merely buffoonery. Searched for eggs, Molly cheated. It's not competetive, however, since none of us would countenance such a scheme.
My father and I went to the grocery store in our pajamas. It was a brilliant moment when, looking like vagabonds, we went to the cash register with a bottle of whiskey and two sweet rolls. Almost as brilliant as that when, looking into my recently uncovered Easter basket, I discovered a shining copy of Gogol's Dead Souls. That's my mother, ladies and gentlemen.
Happy Easter to all.