Monday, April 05, 2010
I don't think anybody said 'Happy Easter' to me. (Maybe Wifey did)
I don't think I said it to anyone. (I might have said it to Wifey)
I didn't get or give candy.
I didn't give or get a card.
I didn't see my kids.
I texted my kids. They didn't text back.
I didn't color eggs or see eggs. Or hide them or find them.
Not only didn't I go to church...I'm pretty sure I didn't even see a church.
For Easter Dinner I had Waffles and Sardines (I'm not making that up)
Waffles and Sardines sounds like a book Oprah would adore and promote.
Or maybe a punk band.
Or Peaches and Herbs when they get older.
Or of course, something.