Confessions of an April's Fool

I've always loved April Fool's Day. It's one event that really fits my personality. I'm extremely good at coming up with pranks to play on my unsuspecting family. (You'd think they'd learn, wouldn't you?) Except for last year when I totally forgot about the day.

Until I got the phone call.

You do remember what happened, don't you? No? You'll want to go read about it here.

Pretty funny, right?

Well... the day was young and far from over for me.

Then came Kat's little prank. Don't remember that either? Read about it here.

(Seriously... go ahead. I'll wait.)

I've been waiting all year for payback. ALL. YEAR.

Tomorrow is THE day.

What do I have planned? Nothing. I've got nothing.

So, what is your favorite trick? Don't give me the usual plastic-wrap-over-the-toilet-seat or resetting the alarm clock three hours ahead. Don't get me wrong - those are hilarious. But I need original, make 'em pay ideas. Ideas that will make them think twice about trying to trick the mother of all tricksters ever again.

I know you won't let me down!

Sabbath Blessings

Not to us, O Lord, not to us,
but to your name goes all the glory
for your unfailing love and faithfulness.
Psalm 115:1 (NLT)

Something's a little fishy 'round here!

Guess what we did this past weekend?

Yep, a Galveston fishing trip. Beautiful weather, huge fish, dinner at Gaido's and lots of time together as a family. Perfect!

Excuse my lack stylish fashion - it was a fishing trip, after all! Besides, that 32 pound black drum didn't care what I looked like as I landed him. All. By. My. Self! They are slimy fish, though, which is why Bud is holding him for me.

As a side note, I was amazed at how great the clean up and recovery efforts are going in Galveston after the hurricane this past fall. I was more impressed with all that had been done than by what hadn't been done. Contrary to the "doom and gloom" reports we still occasionally see on the news. It's certainly a community to admire!

For the all the details about our trip and lots more pictures, visit Bud's blog, Reel Fun Saltwater Fishing. And, while you're there...

Wish Bud a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! He's almost as old as me today. Ha! (I love you, Bud!)

All Things Green

Our family is part of 36.5 million U.S. residents who claim Irish ancestry. So, in honor of St. Patrick's Day, I thought I'd share some interesting Irish trivia!

• St. Patrick's Day takes place each year on March 17, the traditional religious feast day of Saint Patrick. Go here for the story of St. Patrick's life - the facts are more amazing than the traditional folklore commonly told about him!
  
  
• "Erin Go Bragh," a phrase heard often on St. Patrick's Day, means: "Ireland Forever."
  
  
• Corned beef and cabbage is a traditional St. Patrick's Day dish. About 41.5 billion pounds and 2.6 billion pounds of U.S. beef and cabbage, respectively, were sold in 2007. The corned beef celebrants eat on St. Patrick's Day may very well have originated in Texas, which produced 6.8 billion pounds worth of beef, while the cabbage most likely came from California or New York.
  
  
• The first St. Patrick's Day parade took place in the United States. Irish soldiers serving in the English military marched through New York City on March 17, 1762. Over 100 St. Patrick's Day parades take place around the United States, but the parades in New York City and Boston are the largest. The New York St. Patrick's Day parade does not allow automobiles or floats, but over 150,000 marchers participate in the parade.
  
  
• Some city dye their rivers green in honor of St. Patrick's Day. Chicago is probably the most well-known for this tradition.
  
  
• The shamrock, which was also called the "seamroy" by the Celts, was a sacred plant in ancient Ireland because it symbolized the rebirth of spring. By the seventeenth century, the shamrock had become a symbol of emerging Irish nationalism. As the English began to seize Irish land and make laws against the use of the Irish language and the practice of Catholicism, many Irish began to wear the shamrock as a symbol of their pride in their heritage and their displeasure with English rule.
  
  
• It has long been recounted that, during his mission in Ireland, St. Patrick once stood on a hilltop (which is now called Croagh Patrick), and with only a wooden staff by his side, banished all the snakes from Ireland. In fact, the island nation was never home to any snakes. The "banishing of the snakes" was really a metaphor for the eradication of pagan ideology from Ireland and the triumph of Christianity. Within two hundred years of Patrick's arrival, Ireland was completely Christianized.
  
  
• Belief in leprechauns probably stems from Celtic belief in fairies, tiny men and women who could use their magical powers to serve good or evil. In Celtic folktales, leprechauns were cranky souls, responsible for mending the shoes of the other fairies. Though only minor figures in Celtic folklore, leprechauns were known for their trickery, which they often used to protect their much-fabled treasure. Leprechauns had nothing to do with St. Patrick or the celebration of St. Patrick's Day, a Catholic holy day. In 1959, Walt Disney released a film called Darby O'Gill & the Little People, which introduced America to a very different sort of leprechaun than the cantankerous little man of Irish folklore. This cheerful, friendly leprechaun is a purely American invention, but has quickly evolved into an easily recognizable symbol of both St. Patrick's Day and Ireland in general.
  

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Bud's other love.

Bud caught this beauty and several others this past weekend during his fishing trip in the Galveston Bay. To see more, visit Bud's blog: Reel Fun Saltwater Fishing.

Sabbath Blessings

Overheard...

In our home, the kiddos' bedrooms and the game room are on the second floor of the house. The main living areas and our bedroom are on the first floor. So quite often the kiddos are able to carry on conversations without us hearing them.

Burrito left at six o'dark-clock in the morning to participate in an indoor drumline competition in another town. (They placed second! Woohoo!!) That left Kat an only child for the day and stuck alone with me as Bud had also left on a fishing trip.

Apparently, they both have a lot of catching up to do as they've been talking pretty much nonstop since Burrito arrived home about an hour ago.

As I was preparing to order pizza for our dinner (don't judge... I already told you Bud was fishing!), I overheard this conversation as Burrito passed Kat on his way back to his room following a shower.

Kat: You're so skinny!

Burrito: That's okay - at least I won't ever have to worry about getting fat.

Kat: Ya, but you're almost too skinny.

Burrito: No I'm not. Plus, look at the muscles in my arms from playing drums. It's sick!

(Sick is a good thing in teenager speak.)

Kat: I think you should get a six-pack.

Burrito: Okay.

Because it's just that easy, right? Let's not tell him about the cruel trick his metabolism is going to play on him somewhere in his mid-30's, okay?