Happy St. Patrick's Day

Happy St. Patrick's Day to all of you! 

I did a very UnIrish thing and made tacos for dinner tonight.  I was at the grocery store this morning, and all I saw was pre-packaged corned beef, and lots of cabbage decorating the store.  I went for the Easter candy instead.  I was tempted--but I've never prepared Corned Beef before, so I don't have a clue how to make it.  I guess I could have gotten the pre-packaged kind, and just stick in the oven, but I went for the familar taco dinner.  No one seemed to mind. 

I don't have green on either.  Pinch me--go ahead.

As far as I know, I'm not Irish..  But, then again--who is to say I'm not.  My family is from the Azores--it was invaded hundreds of times by the Flemish, and the English, and the Vikings--I could be very well of Irish decent.   I definitely think I'm part Viking--I don't know why--I just do.  My aunt married an Irishman, so I have a bunch of Sullivans in the family.  They all go up to San Francisco and see the parade--it's the biggest one next to the Gay Pride parade they have every year. 

 

I did a mean thing at work yesterday.  I still feel a little guilt stricken.  I actually laughed afterwards after I did my "evil deed" but felt really ashamed afterwards.  I was sitting on the couch watching T.V.--Bridget Jones-Beyond Reason--(great movie), and I found myself thinking of what I did earlier that day, and I laughed again.  Oh, sure, I seem all innocent, and sweet; but I was bad yesterday.  I may confess it later.  It is pretty shameful--but funny at the time.  Bad, Julie.. BAD...

I found myself driving around earlier this afternoon; killing time.  I had Nick in the car with me, and I was waiting for my daughter to get out of a school meeting she had at her college campus.  We just left the store where Nicholas found his COSMIC BROWNIES.  Ohh..bad food for a 3 year old--but surprisingly it knocked him out.  He was asleep.  So..  I wondered..  Gee, I remember these streets.  I decided to be the the psycho ex-girlfriend I was once accused of being, and be the stalker that I was also accused of being and drove by an ex's house.  I laughed an evil laugh while I passed his little crappy car, and his little crappy house.  If he only knew that PSYCHO woman was outside circling outside..  Ha! Ha! Ha!  See, this is a side of me I really don't show to you Jlanders..  I hope I am not shocking you all. 

Be afraid..very afraid..