If there is something to dress up for,
get balloons for, decorate for, cook or bake for, I'm all in.
Once I used to believe that I was Irish until
my genealogy proved that I was not Irish, but in fact Scottish.
But I still celebrate St. Patrick's Day as if I am Irish,
plus I have two gingers and makes it
seem appropriate enough to claim.
Since yesterday was St. Patrick's Day of course the
Nielson household
was prepared. We all wore our green and in the evening
I cooked and
prepared our traditional Irish cabbage stew
along with Irish Soda
Bread (sans raisins).
I missed Mr. Nielson tonight at our dinner, he is still at the ranch
with his heifers. But we all know I am his one and only heifer.
Happy Weekend!
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