Easter Sunday
Yes, this past weekend was Easter and I hope everyone reading this had a great one. I had a pretty cool Easter weekend. Most of which was spent packing up my apartment and indulging in a few adult beverages; however, Easter afternoon itself was a fabulous experience.
So, I went over to my future roommate's parents' after spending about 5 hours packing (hello stuff I thought I lost but has now resurfaced.) I arrived over there to a flurry of activity, dinner was just about to be served. Now, I don't know about you, but I came from a fairly traditional Catholic (please, no hate mail) family where we would have ham and German potato salad, corn casserole, etc for our Easter feast (oh and mimosas or pina coladas, whichever my mother was wishing for me to make.)
Dinner yesterday was a little different and consisted of chicken, rice, cheesy mashed potatoes-which were really good--beef, lamb, hummus, falafel and a half of an artichoke which I had to have my friend actually show me how to eat. So dinner was quite an array of food items, but everything was so good.
After dinner is when the fun really began. I was watching the US soccer team get beaten by Mexico when one of the family dogs decided to scare the crap out of me which caused the mimosa in my hand to spill all over my pants. Which not only felt uncomfortable, but more importantly was a waste of perfectly good champagne. I spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around with massively wet pants feeling completely retarded, but that wasn't the best accident of the evening--not by far.
Llater on, after my friend's son was finished finding all of his Easter eggs, we were all watching TV. My friend gets up from the couch and goes to get something from the kitchen. I happen to look at where she had been sitting only to notice two big brown spots. Apparently after the egg finding, two of the chocolate eggs ended up under her on the couch. I casually call her back into the living room to see this mess. I then tell her to turn around...yep, there it was two massively large chocolate brown spots right on her ass. I pretty much lost it at that point b/c seriously, how could you not? We got most of the chocolate off, but the hilarity of the situation was not lost on her...I believe one of her first comments was 'You're not going to write about this on your blog, are you?'
Of course not...and by that I mean, you bet your chocolate stained ass I am.
Happy Easter!
Posted by Morgan
at 12:08 PM EST
Updated: Monday, 28 March 2005 12:10 PM EST