In all the running around I did the day before, I picked up more shelving units. I did so well in the first round of construction, I should have known these wouldn't be that easy. That top nine square unit was HEAVY!! I thought it was just a little wobbly and for once I was right. Two of the screws had gone into thin air instead of the board.
Luckily St. Patrick's Day bled over a little early and I was able to turn the unit sideways and fix it easily. The empty space on the left was filled with a six unit square and I was in business ... almost. I had to secure them both to the wall. We have earthquakes in California. Not here where I live, but you can never be too careful.
THAT part was a nightmare!! Where's a man when you need him? The bottom unit was the pits, trying to screw UP. I finally changed the drill bit ... four times to be exact ... and drilled a pilot hole. Of course the screw dropped to the floor BEHIND the cabinets, requiring tweezers and a large magnet.
In between all the runs for tools, Cooper discovered a new toy and wouldn't leave me alone. Remember the old Beanie Babies? This was the Eskimo. I took it away from him once and placed it on a high shelf. He sat and barked until my head exploded, so he got it back. A short time later, when he was totally distracted by a Beggin Strip, I hid it in the laundry room. I'm a BAD mom!!
With all the shelves loaded up and the three lamps stashed in the spare bedroom, it's actually beginning to look like a sewing room. That means it's time to start the embroidery machine, since St. Patrick saw fit to let me find the cord.
It wasn't long however, before I headed off to the Elks Lodge for some of the best corned beef I've had in a VERY long time. Mostly because mine never gets tender. Salt also seems to be a factor.
I didn't wear any green in the hopes I would get pinched ... you know, being a single gal and all, but it didn't happen. Huge plates were served, filled to the brim with corned beef, boiled new potatoes, carrots and cabbage, topped with a slice of bread the size of the plate. I brought half of mine home. Corned beef hash for breakfast ... YUM!!
My diet is still somewhat in tack and I've lost two pounds. Hopefully I can keep it up. There's a big dinner dance in two weeks, for which I have NOTHING in the closet that fits. It's a formal affair, meaning no boots allowed. If I can find a dress, I'll go ... maybe. It's not that I don't have a dress ... I have three gorgeous long ones in the closet, never been worn. I wasn't a bridesmaid, I just kept three dresses in case there was a function. That was fifteen pounds ago.
So get your Saint Patrick's Day green on and have a little green beer. Which reminds me ... one year I made green potato salad for a potluck at work. Hardly anyone ate it. Your eyes said YUM, but your brain said NO WAY!! It was hilarious to watch people try it. Just add a little food coloring to the mayo dressing and watch the fun.
I hope you have a great food and fun filled day. HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY!!