Weekend

Thank Goodness, it's Friday! Relief = a doobie and rum and coke.

 

The only shit thing about this is that we're listening to "Classic Rock" and I like it.

 

Well, I'm old.

 

This weekend was supposed to be clean up the yard, only the GD yard is under 5 inches of frozen, hard snow.

 

Last weekend was St Pat's weekend and was hundreds of dollars worth of cornedbeef, irish spring rolls and pints of celtic ale. Beads and an aging leprechaun as well.

 

Next weekend is Easter egg hunt. Maybe I should roll them around on the top layer of ice.