Happy Hoppy Easter

It's Easter. I feel like I should be at mass. Not like I go to mass regularly. I probably haven't been since my grandmother's funeral. Do I believe what the Catholic church believes in? Not really. But Mass is soothing. Sit, stand, kneel. Lather, rinse, repeat. Very soothing. But no one will go with me. And worse yet, I would hear all about the bad things about going to Mass.