My Easter weekend took place in historic Essex, CT, where my boyfriend's family lives.
We got picked up from the train station by a potentially off-duty stripper. Crowl tried on her accessories.
There was a bridal shower for the Kronnes and everyone gambled.
The gambling continued at MGM Casino, even though I usually decide to spend my money on Etsy and overpriced lunches rather than Kitty Glitter.
And the lovely, talented and criminally attractive Auntie Fab and I pretended to serenade the Saturday night potluck.
Easter lunch was held at Bill's Seafood; I had lobster bisque and a lobster roll. Because THAT is what one does in Connecticut.
Thank you to the whole bunch for a fantastic weekend. (I even got Easter baskets, guys.) I'm about 10000% more excited about the Kronne wedding in Vegas, which is not too far off now. Need to get some sequins immediately.