Springtime talk

First and foremost, HAPPY ST. PATRICKS DAY! I hope everyone is celebrating as appropriate. I'm still on the fence about this holiday. I mean, I'm part Irish (my family is from Western Pennsylvania, and apparently my ancestors married whoever came into the holler, because I'm a lot of things, with a heavy dose of German), and HTB's family is part Irish, but neither of us really "know" how to celebrate. I don't drink beer, and I can't cook corned beef and cabbage, and he asked me the other day if Sunday was St. Patrick's Day. Somewhere, one of his ancestors is rolling over in his grave. I fully intend to learn how to cook traditional food, but, this year, we have opted to celebrate instead with that traditional Irish food, green and white sprinkle-covered donuts from Krispy Kreme. If I'm lucky, I may even score a green bagel. Woo hoo! And I am wearing a green sweater. I don't want to get pinched.

On to better things.

This is a new chart by Brittercup. And it's bunnies. How more springlike can you get than a basket of bunnies? I WUV them. As stand-ups. Backed in a happy spring plaid. With a crisp bow.Perhaps if I ask the Easter Bunny. He always brings good stuff. My first dog was a gift from him. And my Bearington bunnies. I think this can be arranged.

It's bright and sunny here today. It was a bit chilly last night, but they say it may be close to 70 this weekend. The dogs are all thrilled by the warmer weather; we're taking care of my brother's dogs and they have a bounce in their step. Even the big boys seem a bit happier. And the twins spent the weekend rolling in my aunt's grass and sneezing in delight--of course my thought was, "Fleas, they'll come home with fleas!" LOL. Then I remembered they're on preventative, and we can kill a few fleas if they come. After what they've been through this winter with all the snow, they deserve a bit more rolling, and a bit less helicopter mom.