So, this weekend I didn't don a fancy Easter hat, you know the ones with the oversized bows and bright colored ribbons. I threw up a little bit in my mouth just thinking about it, but I digress. I didn't find some floral outfit concoction or overdose on a head to toe pastel number to signify the holiday weekend. Sorry to disappoint you, but I did none of that. Now that I think about it, it almost seems sacrilegious not to, and it'll probably be really hot where I'm going to end up as a result.
I mean just look at the facts. Instead of a nice Easter egg hunt, my weekend consisted of an impromptu spur of the moment girls night out, which btw ended with one of us, not me, barfing everywhere:) You know that had to be a good time, and it was. Instead of going all out in my Sundays best to Easter service, I went in a completely different direction. On Easter Sunday I was super casual in a comfy striped dress, cargo jacket, scarf, and flats, for what was supposed to be brunch, but actually turned into an early dinner due to complete sloth on my part.
It was a beautiful day, but clearly I may have earned myself a one way ticket to eternal damnation. If I hear correctly every little bit counts, and this blatant divergent act is most definitely a strike. I really hope you made better choices and behaved appropriately this holiday weekend. Surely, I welcome some company in that place, which I'm not even gonna utter, but you get the picture. It's hot there. We could take turns fanning each other, but I don't wish that for you.
At least the week is anew and if you didn't comply and went rouge as I did we both have another opportunity to make tallies in the right column. Have a great Monday!