So, we said Grace at the restaurant on Saturday night. 

OK, I will admit I was initially uncomfortable. My parents are extremely religious (Catholic), and that is not a bad thing, but it was a packed house.  I got over that and settled into the fact that I am Catholic and I should be doing this and then another thought crept into my head because I am a psycho.

I thought I would take over Grace and do it myself and do this.

That would have been bad. My mother would have chased me around the restaurant with a wooden spoon like it was 1988 and made me pay.

As it is she did not appreciate the fact that I was making terrible Easter Bunny jokes.  THEY WERE BAD!  Like really bad!  Like Superbad! Cannot repeat them...I just won't.

When all was said and done I made some really terrible jokes over the weekend, but they were funny.  More importantly we were all together and had fun.

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