Good Friday? Meh. It's an okay Friday...

So, here we are. It's Good Friday. Cas has slept in, I'm sure. He has the day off. He also has Monday off. Apparently, when you work at a school with the name of a major Protestant religion in its title, they don't mess around with Easter weekend. I'm at work, because we had this day scheduled as an inclement weather make up day. I knew I would be pissed about this. I knew it the moment school got called off for snow in February.

But, it's Friday nonetheless, and at least I get to work in blue jeans today. Pretty lame solace, but it's something. 

Last night, it was extremely pretty out. Cas and I skipped Netflix and headed to a patio for dinner. A few enchiladas and blue margaritas later, I had nearly forgiven him for his days off. I also showed him an email I got from the good people at groupon. Sometimes, they notify me about spa packages or liposuction. Sometimes, it's a message that tells about doggy day care or something else I'd never want. Occasionally, they send out a winner. This one was for a business that allows patrons to swing on a trapeze. 

Honestly, I was on the fence. Interesting? Yes. Do I want to do it? Not sure. I'll go if he goes. He was down to clown. 

He is so often down to clown that I set up a keyboard shortcut on my phone. Whenever I type in dtc, my phone displays:

That's how much fun we have. I put in a shortcut for it. 

Tomorrow, we're doing a distillery tour. Because whiskey. Sunday, I believe we have church with his brother's family. Easter for the one-year-old. Perhaps, she will attempt to locate eggs. We shall see...