"Okay, but if we do I'll have to change my shoes."
"Yeah, those shoes are very pretty, but not practical."
"They hurt my feet, but they are good to wear to church."
"Blister for God?"
"Martyrs have to suffer to get into heaven."
A quiet Easter in Chicago. I didn't end up driving here until saturday morning, because the weather on friday night was just all kinds of nasty. I watched the snow fall all friday afternoon, and I gradually got grumpier and grumpier by the thought of driving through all of that. Between snow and darkness and a virus that just wouldn't let me alone, I was hating the idea of the drive. Waiting until saturday morning was a much better decision, and the drive was slushy but just fine.
Yesterday I hung out with my niece, nephew, and the rest of the family. It was fun. Last night I stayed at my brother's place, then this morning had breakfast with his family. We had originally planned on going to church, but ended up just spending the morning hanging out and playing with the children, which was quite perfect.
Despite beginning this entry on Easter, I find that it is now monday and I haven't posted it. Today I am still in Chicago, working from my parents' house, and will be driving home right after work. The weather should be nice, so yay for that. My cold is finally starting to go away, so double-yay for that! Yesterday we went for a walk through Lincoln Park, and even though the alpacas were sheltering from the cold and not available for viewing, it was still a really nice walk. Now I should get back to work.