Happy Saint Patrick's Day to ye all of Irish descent. We attended a St Pat's family party over the weekend at the Deathlok homestead - a good time was had by all. The Guinness stew rocked!
I made Irish sodabread this weekend, which means my weigh-in this week will probably be poor. I gave most to our folks, but left half a loaf here. If it is here, I will eat it. The truth hurts. But it is only once a year, so...
Here is a picture of our little Irish lass, opening presents at her Fourth birthday party last weekend. Today was her actual due date, but she was born a week early.
Other stuff that happened in the past two weeks:
Number One Son got accepted to Temple University (they beat St Joe's - sorry, Wyatt!). I made him a maroon and white cake to celebrate - white icing, maroon cake. When he cut it, he said "I don't think this cake is done, it looks a little rare."
Then a few days later, he and his friends were filming something for a documentary they are working on, and he got tackled the wrong way so we ended up in the ER Saturday afternoon. He has a sprained MCL (Medial Collateral Ligament) in his right knee and is now on crutches with an almost full leg immobilizing brace. He can take it off to shower but that's pretty much it. This will probably ruin his baseball season this year - he plays for our township and practices usually start after Easter when the fields dry up enough to be used. It inconveniences me because now I have to drive him into school every day at 7am, which means getting Kara up as well.
Oh, and I discovered I have an eBay addiction, or at least it felt that way last week. I have a new quilting hobby and was buying fabric and instructional books on eBay last week. That's one of the reasons I didn't have any blogging time. I'll blog about my hobby later today, perhaps.
- ▼ March (5)