Being part Irish I do normally celebrate my ancestors by drinking green beer and being semi-ridiculous. Not this year though, for many reasons. One, I am still recovering from this past Saturday. We had Winter Carnival at Boston Mills this weekend, plus celebrating the end of the ski season. Being that for the last 60 some days I have been working 7 days a week...I was up to drinking to that. Unfortunately from the stories I heard Sunday from my husband, I took it a little too far. Hey everyone has to act like their 21 again for ol' times sake, right? Second, I decided to go outside today on lunch since it was 68 degrees today. BIG MISTAKE!!! I work in Downtown Cleveland, which is very notorious for their St. Patrick's Day parade for the last 143 years. It is normally calm for the most part. No not today though...I think every young adult 30 and under was out hootching it up and doing actions I could not and wish not to mention on this blog. For the first time in my life I felt like a sixty year old women being disgusted with all the drunken leprechauns frolicking around. Or maybe I was just too sober.
P.S. To all my readers, I am so lucky to have you...and now that ski season is complete I promise to write now being that i only have one job now and more time!