Well, Easter weekend has passed and once again I had too many helpings. This year was a rare occurrence: three invites for the three days!
Being a man of sound mind but lacking skills in the kitchen, I did not pass up the glorious opportunity. Now my jeans are asking, "What the hell happened buddy?" while dreading tomorrow morning. Coffee can only take a man so far.
And as for Easter............I am a non-practicing Anglican. My memories consist of chocolate, palms, and more people at church than usual. I always looked forward to the chocolate, especially my sisters', which seemed to taste much better after I consumed mine!
As for church now, the only times I enter the hallowed halls are for weddings and funerals. My mother says I will need it one day, aka my funeral. I reply I want to be cremated and tossed into the sea. That pisses her off. Sorry mom.
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