Another year, another celebration of everyone on the planet claiming to have a wee bit o' Irish in their blood. In my experience, there are more folks with Scottish blood than Irish, but what the heck, it makes for a good day of parades and fun and rivers (literally) of green beer.
Chicago takes its St Paddy's celebrations seriously--though they just dye the river green, they don't fill it with beer.
So here's an Irish toast for you all, no matter what's in the glass:
May you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
And the road downhill all the way to your door.
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Yesterday was eventful on two fronts. First was the terrible weather that made driving on the freeway a treacherous and horrible experience. Then, after nearly an hour of trying to see through the spray of numerous semi trucks, and hydroplaning through flooded sections of the highway, we finally, gratefully, get to the tax place...to find out we don't have to deal with taxes this time around as we haven't resided in the country for an entire tax year. We weren't in their office 10 minutes.
Yes, it was an OMG moment. I had already mentioned this 'one year' factoid to Alan before he called the tax people, so I figured I was incorrect when we had to make the trip. He swears he told them over the phone we hadn't been in the States very long. Whatever. All I know..?? We now had to make the harrowing return journey in deplorable weather when I could have been home, snug and comfy all along.
Still. For a bit of perspective: we don't have to deal with taxes this year. That's a very good thing. And, we lived to enjoy that good fortune, regardless of trucks, trailers, campers, RVs on an astoundingly bad day to be driving on the freeway, let alone actually leave the safety of the house.
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This is absolutely hilarious. The baby doesn't know if it should be terrified or happy when Mom blows her nose. The look on the babe's face is priceless...
Via Miss Cellania
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Landscape update. The guys couldn't work yesterday, due to weather conditions, so it wasn't until this morning that they managed to start the demolition of the back garden area. We will have a landing off the back deck, then steps down the old Path of Doom to a new grassed area. The dogs will have a lovely new place to hang out on those scorching Dog Days of Summer, and I won't have to risk life and limb just to get from the deck down the slope.
Here are two photos from last Summer, looking up the Po'D.
Yikes..!! It's a big backyard full of...mud..!! I just hope the weather holds off or we could end up with an interesting waterfall of sludge going right over the bank and down the mountain.
Speaking of the weather holding off, there is snow in the mountains this morning, though thankfully, not on our mountain. Seems March is very chaotic in southern Oregon, at least so far. Right now, the sun is shining through the cloud cover, so this might be the time to get the dogs out on their walk.
Enjoy St Paddy's Day, whether you've got a drop o' the Irish in you, or not...
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