Forecast: Frigid with little chance of kilts

It's once again that time of year, in our little berg of Irishness with the French moniker.  Yup, time for the St. Patrick's Day (sort of) celebration.  This year, it does not fall on St. Patrick's Day, and this year, unlike last year's record breaking 80 degrees, it will not be warm.  In fact, we are expecting snow all day tomorrow, so though Saturday's skies may be dry, I'm not really expecting kilts on the bagpipers.  Sigh. 

A lot of the locals have family in from distant parts, and Fogarty's bring out a busload of friends from the city, and host a big lunch before the March of the Clans. It's too big a gathering for the house, so T.C. and Carol fancy up the garage.  I got to help with that this week...



Just because it's in the garage doesn't mean it can't be prettied up!

Think maybe they're running out of rooms for me to paint?

The proof for the Spring Issue of 365 Being arrived today.  I'm really pleased with it, aside from some bizarre type glitches (odd things happened in the transition from Corel to PDF), and some glaring typos (I swear gremlins come along behind us and sprinkle them in!), but nothing that can't be fixed and ready for the printer on Monday morning.  It should hit the mail before the end of the week.  The summer issue is of course, already underway.