March has been a big month. I’ve travel, eaten and drank through New Orleans, Savannah and Saint Simons. We’ve had family birthdays, school events and Spring Break. I’ve spent a shitton of money and gained a shitton of weight. I’ll be posting “March- A pictorial” soon.
Today is Easter. The last day of the month. The holiest day of the year.
Whilst at Sunrise service this morning, I was seated next to an elderly gentleman who required assistance getting up and down from his chair during the mass. At one point, when I bent down to help him, my button on my pants popped. And flew out to the chair in front of me.
So, while I am feeling blessed and at peace and happy that this month is nearly over so I can get back on the horse and lose these extra March pounds…… what I really keep thinking is that my GUNT has developed a mind of it’s own and is going rogue. Be afraid. Be very afraid.
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