Happy St. Patrick's Day. We had a day planned with a friend to drive up to St. Charles to see a friend who had a baby on the 6th. I was so excited to see an 11 day old baby too, but the kids woke up coughing. Not bad, but not something I want a new baby subjected to. So bummer, I had to reschedule that trip. My Irish friend Megan O came over this morning with green clothes and a basket of St. Pat's books, necklaces, music and such for the kids. The kids love her, as she always comes up with kid friendly ideas. She'll make a great mom one day.
I always wanted to be Irish. Wasn't really a thought til I went to college with all the "South Side Irish"! I thought it would be fun to marry a guy with the last name O'Grady, O'Shea, etc. or any of the Mc's. I remember going through lists of names when I'd work looking for a guy my age with last names with the O' or Mc. Now I did date a Mc in high school, but never thought anything of it then. My lucky sister got a Mc in her name. Oh well. One of my past silly random thoughts to file. We're pretty happy being a Gurewitz.