Happy St. Patrick's Day! I celebrated with some corned beef and cabbage last night, and going to a flea market today. Whereupon, I spent just a wee bit of green.
On a sweet little green and white bowl. Pyrex!
I negotiated on this, marked $7, asking if the seller could do better, to which he said $5, and I replied, "I'd feel better about $4," to which he mumbled something about driving a hard bargain and not wanting to make his wife mad. But he ultimately made the deal with a smile on his face. Me too!
The bunny was a dollar at another booth. I like his green "tattoos."
For any genealogists tracing Irish ancestors, here's a great site, FamineShips.info. It contains an extensive searchable database of records on over half a million
passengers who arrived at the United States between 1846 through 1851 (during the famine period) and
identified their country of origin as Ireland or ethnicity as Irish.
I'm sure Conlon is a good Irish name, and it's the name of the family in an excellent movie we saw the other night, Warrior. Brilliant acting and a heart wrenching drama of an estranged family coming together over a mixed martial arts match which pits the two brothers against each other in competition. I highly recommend, even if MMA is not your thing. The movie is about so much more than that.
I have hit a wall, of sorts, with the Tea Towel Challenge. I'm giving it a wide berth today and staying away from the sharp implements while I ride out the urge to hack it apart. More on that tomorrow.
Meanwhile, in the words of Macklemore & Lewis, "We put our glass to the sky and lift up!" (PS-Why can't Guinness make a gluten-free beer?)