The Reason for the Season
On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the
baskets they had prepared and went to the tomb. They found the stone rolled away
from the tomb, but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord
Jesus. While they were wondering about this, suddenly a white hare that gleamed
like lightning stood beside them. "Why do you not look instead for brightly
colored eggs and chocolates wrapped in foil? Do you not remember how delicious
are these things that we call 'Peeps?'" Then they remembered.
Tomorrow will be my first Easter in six years not spent at Macaroni Grill. Our little tradition made Easter a special holiday, even for my little Jew-girl self, and I will miss it very much. I guess I'll just have to keep munching on matzah (made from the blood of christian babies, of course).
posted by Jill @ 10:10 PM
1 Comments:
that kind of wraps up how our head preist dude here thinks of us. he actually used pizza hut as an analogy for the eucharist. (last night! at easter vigil!) he also thinks we all sit in church to pray for a new lexus. wish i was joking.
i've only been to a macaroni grill once, and it was hella nasty.
but then, i'd rather go to like, arby's.
happy easter. hope you got all passed over ok.
love.
p.s. if you try to call, you'll get steve. he took the cell with him when he ran off to see his sister. incestuous jerk.
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