Happy Saint Patrick's Day

For those with Irish descendants, thank you for corned beef and cabbage.  I almost forgot about it yesterday as I was cleaning up a storm in my sewing room.   I know it was a day early, but the Elks had a big feed and it was WONDERFUL!!

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!!