So I hope everyone had a blessed Easter while I was spacing off. We had a lovely day. iPastor came in when the alarm went off and said, "Christ has risen, and that noise means you should, too." He was on a roll, as I stumbled to the bathroom he quipped, "...and you think YOU feel like death warmed over..." What an acrobat, walking that fine line between irreverence and blasphemy with such skill. Whoever says God doesn't have a sense of humor never looked too closely at a platypus. iPastor is fond of saying a guy couldn't walk around the desert with 12 other guys and not tell a few jokes around the campfire. As long as we're down this path anyway, my favorite has to be a Christmas card I once saw with a disgruntled Mary standing in her living room with the door ajar, and the caption, "Jesus Christ, were you born in a barn?"
I woke Monday with yet another cold, probably contracted from Thing 4's perpetual snotty nose lately. We seem to have had more than usual of the bugs this year. None of them has gotten really bad, but we just can't seem to shake 'em, either. Oh well, some time out in the fresh air should help, if it would EVER QUIT SNOWING!!!! Three inches of slushy crap overnight, which means crunchy crap today. Yuck. The buzz has been more on Friday, but TWC says only 41 and windy. That might be miserable, but actually helps dry things out a bit. Friday also happens to be my 16th wedding anniversary, which is neither here nor there, but I thought I'd toss it out there for ya.
Well, I'd better go walk the dogs before they explode and dry shirts for work. Have a swell day, all.