Easter Sploosh

First of all, Happy Easter.

Today, I celebrated this beautiful holiday with my dad's side of the family. Although the actual celebrating part usually proves to be quite difficult for me. I'm almost guaranteed to have a terrible stomach ache one hour into the "celebration"... Since when did a bowl full of cool whip, jello, pretzels, and fruit ever become a salad? That's what I'd like to know. I think the more appropriate name for these kind of concoctions would be "sploosh." Used in a sentence, "Gee Paulette, the Easter sploosh was exceptionally delicious this year." It just makes sense.

Anyways, I also think it's kind of funny how a few days prior to the Rawlings Family Easter Extravaganza my grandma left a message on my phone saying that I was in fact invited and gave me all the details. My dad did the same thing a few days before. I don't know why I would ever think I wasn't invited? Oh well, that's my family.

And that's about how interesting my life is as of right now, so enjoy.