Dick and I hung two pictures and the clock that Dick gave us for our wedding in the office today. We hung the Marilyn Monroe picture and the picture of Dick and me in the "saloon" setting. We sure were young.

We went to the Pig shopping this morning and stopped and did a couple of errands for Mother.

Tonight we took Jim and Michelle over to 52 Stafford for dinner and to enjoy the Irish jam session that they have there every Wednesday night. I asked Shawn and he said that if I brought the music and words, I could sing my words to "For Ireland, I won't Say Her Name." We had to leave at 8:30 because Michelle has to be in Milwaukee at 7:00 which means getting up at 5:15AM. I'll have to to over alone some night and just enjoy the show.

Tonight I just had a cup of Irish Root Soup and the Smoked Salmon Appetizer plate. It was SO good and I have enough food left for lunch tomorrow. Dick had the County Clare meatloaf and said that it was quite good.


Dear Dogs and Cats,
The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food.
Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack.
Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years -- canine or feline attendance is not mandatory.
The proper order is kiss me, THEN go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH!

Love

Mary