I'm not feeling very human lately, but I am grateful to be functional for a few hours a day. I'm not participating in any St. Patrick's festivities, but I managed to dress like I was celebrating. I have a beautiful block of Kerrygold Extra Sharp Irish Cheddar in the fridge, and it will become cheese soup eventually. Not able to do it today, but I'll live. I did have more than my share of potatoes for breakfast and lunch, so I guess that counts for something.
My stepdad is taking me to dinner for my birthday, and I hope and pray I'll be better company by then. Irish blessings to all who accept such things.
Kelli (who is a quarter Irish, thank you very much)