Today's big plans are to make The Mister's favorite dinner. He gets antsy if he doesn't have a corned beef in the freezer when March rolls around. All of his life he's been under the impression that he's Irish but his DNA is decidedly German/Swiss. The Irish name he carries around is a remnant of one long ago Irish dude who hopped a boat over here but then married a German lady. This scenario repeated itself over and over through many generations until the familial Irish DNA was less than 2%, poor guy. I keep telling him there's always Oktoberfest.
Happy St Patrick's Day and may the force be with you!
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