Happy Saint Patrick’s Day

My mom’s family is Irish Catholic. Grandma Mabel’s maiden name was Conley. I know that at one point way back, Miss East met and married Mr. West. And that West was Mabel’s married name. Mabel’s no longer with us, but I emailed my mom today to see if she would share more of the story. Mabel and I were never very close. I loved her and she loved me, but she wasn’t really a kid person, despite having had five children of her own. Even though Mabel’s offspring only had two kids each, that’s still 10 grandchildren!

I’m sick. I had bad food last night at The Old Spaghetti Factory: I ate chicken and broccoli and spent the miserable night in the bathroom. I’m feeling unsteady on my feet and although I’m hungry, I don’t trust food right now. I’m hoping I can keep my tea down. Fortunately, Ian and Lucas are fine.

Because of my weakened condition, I let Lucas dress himself. I didn’t know how much of it he could manage on his own, but he did everything all by himself!—underwear, tee-shirt, long-sleeved shirt, jeans with elastic waist, socks, and slip-on shoes. I couldn’t believe it. Seems I’ve been coddling the boy and he has mad self-dressing skills. He was so proud of himself, he just beamed and repeated “I did it all by himself! a few times. Alas, when I realized it was St. Patrick’s Day and he had not a stitch of green on himself anywhere, I decided we could just skip the holiday this year. I just couldn’t make him change clothes for any reason. Maybe VoVo will feed him a green cookie or something today while she has him. (I’m soooo glad VoVo has him today until late afternoon. I’m just not up to chasing him around.)

Posted In: kids on March 17, 2006 Comments (4)

4 Responses to “Happy Saint Patrick’s Day”

  • parnasus
    March 17, 2006 at 3:35 pm

    I hope you feel better soon sweetie!!
    *Hugs*
    ~J~

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  • kimkimkaree
    March 17, 2006 at 4:15 pm

    Sorry you’re feeling bad! Did you call the restaurant? It allows them to catch an outbreak in advance maybe they’d give you an unwanted free meal. Sending you lots of gentle hugs.

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  • sarabellae
    March 17, 2006 at 4:24 pm

    Thanks to you both. I’m going to lie down now.

    Reply

  • mrplanet4
    March 19, 2006 at 5:00 am

    Feel better lady. I have mad throwing-up skillz, as you know. I doubt they’ll help you but I feel for you.

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