Happy St. Patrick's Day
This is a ridiculously mellow St. Paddy's day for me. Just weird. I spent my entire life performing at multiple events on St. Patrick's day - when I was an Irish Dancer we did shows year-round, but St. Patrick's Day usually meant at least 3-4 shows in one day. When I got older and retired my dancing shoes, we usually spent it watching the local parade, having corned beef and cabbage and maybe watching The Quiet Man or something along those lines. But I guess because I was always performing, it was never a "drinking" holiday for me. Isn't that sad???
So being the adoring girlfriend that I am, I dropped
chiabrit and dad at http://www.blarneystonesandiego.com/home.htm around 1:30pm. They start their cover charge at 2pm, and if you aren't there by 4pm there is a line around the block to get in. So the boys had a plan this year and decided to get all the drinking in early. I'll be getting the pick-up call at some point. He SO owes me for this one.
The downside to this is that I had to volunteer to babysit mom this afternoon, at least for a little while. She hates it when they go out drinking, although she would deny it to my face. I think it just aggravates her to no end that they actually have conversations - a skill mom is sorely lacking in these days. Her idea of conversation generally means that she lectures or nags, and you sit there and take it. So I took her to a fabric store this afternoon to help me pick out fabric to make curtains for Bridget's room. Oh, did I mention that we re-did Bridget's room and it's almost girly? It's terrifying. She wore lip gloss for school pictures this week. She might actually be getting in touch with her feminine side. But I'm not holding my breath on that one.
Mom surprised the crap out of me by going home around 4:30, so I've had the house and the little ones to myself this afternoon. It's been nice having the down time. Just ordered some pizza so I think we'll have some mommy time on the couch with a movie.
I also had my car washed and detailed this afternoon. I love it when my car is clean, but I can't afford to get it all prettied up like that all the time and it drives me insane when it's dirty. Am I the only person that is convinced that my car runs better when it's clean? I know it's psychotic, but I swear it's the truth. Every Christmas for the last 3 years, I've asked for gift certificates to the car wash. But does anyone listen? Hell no. Is it so hard to believe that it would REALLY make me happy?
chiabrit took me out for sushi last night to an absolutely DARLING japanese restaurant that opened near his office. Love this place. They really went all out on the decor with indoor ponds, waterfalls, bamboo everywhere - just wonderful atmosphere. After dinner we saw 300. I liked it alot. Of course the smorgasbord of half-naked men with cobblestone abs had nothing to do with it. I swear. Really. Interestingly, the movie paralleled some themes in a book Nate is reading right now, so it opened up a whole bunch of philosophical conversation for us - fun stuff.
Hope everyone made it home safely. Slainte.