Monday, March 17, 2008

St. Pat's Seasonal Post #2: Happy St. Pat's

Well, this year's St. Pat's Day was nothing like last year's, but it was nice none-the-less.We went to Conor O'Neill's for dinner last night, but they had their smaller, busy night, menu going so I had to go without the Maeve's Button Mushrooms which are oh so good. This morning, as I woke up, I remembered that we used to put Chocolate coins in the kids' shoes which is apparently some old Irish tradition (they are supposedly left by the Leprechaun... in some sort of Santa Clause type gift-giving). I went upstairs to get the kids up and immediately Aiden said he forgot to leave his shoes out for the Leprechaun. Solstice quickly responded by saying she remembered and was looking forward to the chocolates. My 1st thought was "You really believe in that stuff?" She's been rather skeptical about Santa Clause so the fact that she still buys this whole Leprechaun thing is pretty weird. I suppose she'll discard them all @ once some time soon. I quickly covered my forgetful tracks by saying, "Don't be too surprized if you go downstairs and find that the Leprechaun was a bit forgetful this year." I then suggested that maybe he's come tonight since today is actually St. Patrick's Day. Solstice liked that soluiton (I think she would've accepted any solution that meant she was getting chocolate), Aiden didn't buy it though. He saw through my less-than-clever ruse & shot me a knowing look.Saturday night was Rachel's 40th B-day party. Good times were had by all. We drank lots of wine & ate lots of good cheese. Steve made his soon-to-be-famous shrimp cakes & convinced me to try them. They were good, but his logic was a bit flawed. We got around the vegitarian issue by remembering that shrimp don't have faces (although that really isn't the case) which implied they shouldn't count. Having eaten seafood occasionally, I wasn't that opposed to trying them, but based on his logic, I could have been eating that dude who used to walk around town looking for change after he blew the front of his face off. I have a feeling the whole "face issue" is a bit of a cop out. Then again, it was the same type of leap in logic that led Ben Franklin to eat fish after being vegitarian for years... "So convienent a thing it is to be a reasonable creature, since it enables one to find or make a reason for everything one has a mind to do." it was this same logic that nearly led me to order a Reuben last night @ Conor O'Neill's.As for the rest of the St. Pat's weekend, I scored 2 sweet sweet goals on friday, but te fact that I always refer to my goals that way sort of undermines the actual sweet sweetness of these 2. The 1st one was after a great through ball from Cal when I faked right w/ a step-over & went left before rocketing it into the right corner w/ my left foot. For the 2nd, I took the ball on my chest and spun while side-vollying it through the goalie's legs. Futhermore, I only yelled @ the ref once so over all, I have 3 goals & the refs haven't learned to hate me yet. Pretty sweet. I guess I'll have to raise a stout to that later.

13 comments:

Ypsipearl said...

I'm bummed I missed Rachel's party...dang sick kid.

And speaking of stout...word on the street is that Sidetracks has Bells double cream stout on tap. That just sounds double creamy delicious, without a face.

And speaking of efface...you don't have to censor anything I've said today!

Anonymous said...

i never drink beer that has a face. it's a rule that has served me well.

as we say back home, you were wicked missed, stacey!

Unknown said...

"I could have been eating that dude who used to walk around town looking for change after he blew the front of his face off."

That is out of hand! Funny as hell though. A shout out to your two bad ass children for me.

Liz Peltier Moyer said...

1. Does anyone know what happened to that guy?
2. Why are there boobs by the paragraph where you are talking about Aiden's all knowing look?
3. Also- 40? Rachele can't be 40, she's too hot.
4. I think that the extremely detailed descriptions take away from the "sweetness".

Unknown said...

Yeah what's up with the censorship Tipper? And you call yourself a Zappa fan--huh.

Still love you Johnny Cakes!

Andre said...

Don't focus on the tits, focus on the Shamrock pasties. It's festive.

Ypsipearl said...

Tipper! Good one! Maybe I should plaster myself with warning labels... I know, I can wear "Warning" pasties.

Andre said...

I am not Tipper. She suggested gov't intervention. I was policing my own site. There's a difference. I'm perfectly capable of running my very own COINTELPRO.

Ypsipearl said...

I believe COINTELPRO would involve planting a mole of some sort, Sergeant Murphy.

Andre said...

How can you be sure moles haven't already been planted? I already have a housedress... I'm only a couple steps away from J. Edgar Hoover.

Unknown said...

COINTELPRO they did some fine work.

You didn't have no face for breakfast by chance did you?

Anonymous said...

Well, how did the ruben work? Faceless cows?

Andre said...

I didn't actually get a ruben because I couldn't find any of the faceless cows. I have some tempe at home and I think I'll be having a tempe ruben this evening which I really prefer anyway.