Very busy weekend.
The St. Pat's parade went off well and, with the exception of my bloody ankles, hitch-less. Please enjoy these pictures of parade revelry. This being the best picture of all:
Good times were had by all, the pugs walked farther than they have in their entire life, and honestly, I finally did something that I have been wanting to do for years. Next year's parade will be wicked awesome because I have plans, oh yes, I have plans.
** two bummers about the parade, Nicole, one of the scissor scouts, couldn't come and I was too, too sad about that. And I lost my keys - I hope that I didn't throw them at a child's head along the parade route.**
Also this weekend, we celebrated my dad's b-day at my parent's house, ate hamburgers and sat around the campfire.
We went bowling for the umpteenth Sunday in a row and I have to say, I am getting better. I broke 100 twice! Wicked!