Title: The Ides of March
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Refunds! We have Refunds!
And it's just enuf cabbeej to see
me thru until i go back to werk.
[i kid~~there's more than enuf
money and i don't have a loose
perse] Now if only i could
remember how to sign my name.
Speaking of cabbeej, the frisky
brisky has been bot along with
red potats & 2 heads of cabbeej.
I'll probly start cooking tomorro
morning. It pondres me tho what
the non=Irish eat on March 17.
I'm sure someone will advise.
There are crocuses coming up
in the yard i just noticed...But we
are not out of the winter yet.
Still, the yard=werk is not at all
far away. Or as Chance Gardener
might say,"There will be growth in
the spring."
And for all the politicians who
appear before the Senate today:
Wear body armour, 'cos some of the
Italian guys still carry stilletoes.
And i don't mean heels. [unless you
count Hillary, of gourse] Relax, it's
a Latin joke. et tu, Slaquus?
3 comments:
You do realize that you have left yourself wide open for another recipe. But I will refrain. You DON'T want to know what my diet consists of these days. No more than you'd like to hear how guzzling over 96 ounces of water between 9 to 6 means more than 6-8 trips to the restroom, daily. as long as they'll put up with it, I think I'll stay. Restroom is less than 25 yards from my desk.
Happy St. DrunkenHead Day.
~ Karyn
As they say in Ireland, and in cherch:
"I won't hold it against ye."
More=over, i drink much water @ length.
[insert joke here] turaluralura...
Yay for refunds. Since I work for myself I don't get the refund jollies, sigh.
They sitll carry stillettos, really? I would imagine they're collectibles now, no?
P.S. I certainly ate my St. Paddy's ration of cabbage. Enough! =P
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