Unfestive

I didn't really intend to boycott Saint Patrick's Day. I usually do try to wear something green and I know I cooked corned beef last year. But this morning there was nothing green available for me to wear, so I'm wearing a purple and black shirt. And yesterday at the grocery store corned beef didn't sound very good so I didn't buy any. I did take advantage of cabbage being on sale and bought some to make my favorite Asian coleslaw. We're eating that with calzones tonight. Then I'm going to watch a movie from Spain. In this house, we're just avoiding Ireland all together.

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emily said…
So remember when you wrote about "that person who professes to know me"? Um, well, that's me! Enjoy your international un-Irish St. Patrick's Day. And that peanut butter pie. Mmm. It was fun to see you today.
3/17/2006 5:04 PM
FoxyJ said…
Ah yes, I was guessing it was you :) Master Fob and I enjoyed the peanut butter pie. I think I'm going to be craving those onion straw thingies for the next few weeks. MMM, fried onions...
3/17/2006 7:23 PM
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