It's been a week...

Each day edges me closer to my favorite day... St. Patrick's day. A day that I will break down and make corned beef and Colcannon potatoes. A day that I will spend glued to the TV watching QVC for their Irish specials. A day I will utilize to forget that March 16th was my parent's anniversary and the 23rd was the day my father left this painful world. But this week was The Festival of Owls, always a great reasong to smile, and fairly successful in the writing cave. The nerdlings kept me spinning, especially the middle one who has, once again, become involved in the Spring musical at school. This always leads to weird temperments and volitile moods in a boy who thrives on strict schedules. Say a good word to the powers that be for my sanity, patience, and temper. ;-)