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I didn't go to Zumba this morning. I wasn't feeling up to it. I got the corn-beef and cabbage ready and put it in the crock-pot. I put Danny's green bandanna on him. After all, his name is Danny Boy.
Erin and I went down town to watch the St. Patrick's parade. Everyone was dressed in green. The parade participants and the spectators as well. There were bagpipes and a String Band, floats, dogs with their fur colored green, Irish lasses, and leprechauns. There was even someone dressed as St. Patrick in a Bishop's outfit. A group from my church was in the parade carrying a banner and giving out St. Patrick prayers.
Many people saw me from church and from the mobile home park. I dept hearing my name either Karol or Miss Karol. The young people around here call me Miss Karol. We went to the library to get a movie and Tina from church was in there with her husband as well as the librarian who knows us by name. It's kind of cool living in a small town.
The movie turned out to be one that we did not care to watch so I took ejected it and we watched another Alfred Hitchcock silent film. We supply the dialog. It was a good movie; even though it wasn't a tear jerker, it was rather sad.
When I took Danny out tonight, I saw I had a large purple hyacinth blooming. I can't wait to see it in daylight.
News from the Vorlon Wife.
Posted by tedkarol at March 17, 2012 10:06 PMI was always amazed in Upper Deerfield. Everywhere we went we ran into someone who knew Leonard. (Hey - what about me!). Of course he worked at the prison, taught at the 911 center, Asst fire chief and active at church. Yea, it's nice living in a small town and having some recognition. So glad you have settled in so well down there.
Posted by: Phyllis East at March 19, 2012 8:47 AM