This afternoon we and I walked past a pub on Bleecker Street advertising $3 pints as an Easter special. I turned to The Husband and said, "Jesus is Risen, drink cheap beer!...Hey, that sounds like a good title for a blog post, doesn't it?"
Too bad I don't have much to post under that title. Well, I mean, I have things to say about this weekend. It was a fantastically fantastic weekend. But it seems to have turned my brain to mush (I actually typed "fanantastastic" in the previous sentence, and it took me awhile to figure out what was wrong with it. It's like I'm typing drunk but totally alcohol free. Which doesn't quite seem fair), so pictures and details and such will have to wait until another day.