Sneakers.

Today is Good Friday. Which is pretty rad. My favorite time of the church year is the week between Palm Sunday and Easter Sunday. Something about this time of the year reminds me of growing up with my church family (shout out to Todd and Dustin). We used to have a good ole time greeting Muscoda's oldest population every Sunday. And lighting the candles and reading scripture. I swear if it weren't for those two kooks, I wouldn't have enjoyed going to church as much as I did.

So Good Friday is also cool because...well actually...Every Friday is a Good Friday. Everyone knows why everyone loves Fridays. Because tomorrow is Saturday. And majority of folks are off. I'm off too usually. Everyone loves a day off. But my Fridays are better than your Fridays because I get to wear sneakers to work. I used to hate sneakers. I still kind of do. I feel like being barefoot is the best way to be. But lately, I've got this weird obsession with my sneaks. I came back to my desk from lunch today and had this goofy giddy feeling of excitement. Only because of my sneakers on my feet. It really is the little things in life.