Whaat's Up, Dock?

It's Good Friday. That means there are only two more days to work this week. Hey if you see that silly rabbit with the eggs go ahead and hide them without me. I think he hangs out with the old dude in the red suit. They just don't find time to stop at the beach house. Think the 'Scrooge Lives Here and Elmer Fudd Visits' doormat has anything to do with all this? Okay the whine stops now; it's time to think positive about a holiday weekend.

Think I'll barbeque some bologna for Easter dinner, better yet mebbe some fried rabbit! Let's see what goes good with bologna grill? How about parsnips? Perhaps a beige wine? Yes a sandwich even, with horseradish, onion and mucho tomato topped off with one of my favorite health foods - Blue Plate Mayo. Large cheese slice of the yellow extra sharp cheddar variety, another favorite health food. How about a real honest to goodness Coke, in a tall glass with crushed ice? Yes oh yes! Okay, let's forget about the parsnips. Shoot, forget the bologna and substitue country ham. Then chocolate ice cream smothered in strawberries and whipped cream with 3 cherries on top! Then another real Coke! Please excuse me now. I have wortked up the nerve to tackle that thing that lives in my fridge. This has become a mission.

If Christian, celebrate the ascension of Christ this weekend. Call it Easter, Passover or whatever. Hide the eggs and watch the gleeful faces as they enjoy finding goodies. Pray prayers of gratitude while watching the small ones. Spend some money on an Easter basket. Your child/children deserve it. After all they have to tolerate you. While your at it get the spousal unit a LARGE chocolate bunny. And hey, if you believe all that malarky about Easter egg hunting being bad because it has pagan roots then don't put up a Christmas tree this year either. And I'll loan you my doormat.

"The resurrection gives my life meaning and direction and the opportunity to start over no matter what my circumstances."
-Flatt (Amen, my brother, amen)