I was sad when on Palm Sunday, I had to head to Target for antibiotics for a strep infection, (yes, me, not Christopher) instead of church for my palms. Since I don't normally go to Easter mass, (kids and baskets and family things - plus it is soooo crowded!) it made my Easter somewhat anticlimatic. Although, now with the family get together on Saturday, I may go on Easter. But still, no palms for me.