Our Irish Lassie

I couldn't let St. Patrick's Day go by without sharing a picture of our own Irish Lassie, though she says "don't call me that name." With her red hair, the name of Morgan Elizabeth, her shamrock tee shirt and green bow - what else could we call her? She was named for a great-great grandma Mary Morgan and a great grandma Elizabeth Keehan. That's where she gets the red hair. Her baptismal dress had shamrocks embroidered on it and she was baptized by a Keehan cousin who is a priest. I think she will be an Irish lassie for the rest of her life like it or not.

After all the planning to get the yard looking nice, we developed a leak in a sprinkler pipe. It is fixed now but we have a big mud spot in front of the fence. They were supposed to put a couple pieces of sod down but so far they haven't. We might have to just do it ourselves.

The windows and walk/drive are done! I've seen lots of people power wash but this guy had a scrubber thing. It reminded me of a big polisher like you see being used in commercial or public places. We probably have the cleanest drive in the neighborhood right now.

We attended a lovely BBQ at a beautiful home to say goodbye to Maria and Dan. It was a nice party but since it was Friday, Ted and I did not eat the hamburgers or chicken. I ate salad and we stopped at McDonald's for fish sandwiches for him on the way home. We used to not eat meat any Friday but now it is just six Fridays in Lent. However, something like this always seems to come up. Such is life.

After church we decided with Terry & Carol to pool our dinners and eat together at their house. We watched an exciting end to the Pitt/Butler game. Afterwards we went outside to look at the Super Moon. It was so bright it glowed! Quite spectacular.

Have a good week everyone. We're excited our time with the family is almost upon us.