Wishing all my blogster buds, a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
As the name implies, St. Patrick's Day is in honor of St. Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland. Legend has it that he used the shamrock to teach the trinity. The leprechaun is an Irish fairy that makes shoes and stores his gold in a pot at the end of the rainbow. Ladies, is this or is this not, our kind of fairy?
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Life is just one damn thing after another~Elbert Hubbard OMG. It was great to see everyone, but I'm ecstatic to be home. We spent Sunday night in KY, Monday night in southern Illinois, Tuesday night in central Illinois, Wednesday night in IN and Thursday night at home. Yay! Cousin Murphy--the originator of Murphy's Law--tagged along with us. As you are probably aware of from an earlier blog, I was in the airport preparatory to flying in to Illinois when I got the call the surgery had been postponed because my brother got sick. So, I decided to wait and drive out with the hh Friday night.
Of course, that didn't go as scheduled. Friday night we had an ice storm and it knocked the power out. So we waited till Sunday. We went to my aunt and uncle's and from there planned on staying a couple of nights with the bro since I probably won't be going back for his surgery.
The day before we were to arrive at the bro's got a call from him telling us his wife has pneumonia. So...we couldn't go since the hh has had double pneumonia and is susceptible. We finally did manage to hook up with him. And from there with the exception of snow and traffic snarls made it home without further incident. Whew.
We had all grumbled about the surgery being postponed, but it turned out to be a blessing when we found out his wife had pneumonia. There would have been no good scenarios. If it hadn't been caught and he'd had the surgery and was exposed to pneumonia after heart surgery...Yikes. Could have been scary.
What about you, what were you doing last week?
