I was sick with a bizarre pressure style headache on Saturday. I slept a bunch all day and shoveled aspirin and sinus medication into my pie hole but it didn't have much effect. Fortunately, it didn't hang around and I felt okay today when I woke up.
St. Patrick's Day itself (today) was very uneventful. I watched Anthony eat 31 Peeps for breakfast, then rush out the door in the afternoon to go drinking with some co-workers. I stayed home, walked Lucky, did laundry, then went out solo to Jack In The Box for dinner, and Walmart Neighborhood Market for groceries. Dinner and groceries was the first time I went anywhere besides the apartment complex all weekend.
The good news (in my mind) is that avoiding drinking green beer this weekend means I won't have to look at green poop, which is always the result of consuming anything with green dye.
This weekend I was down with the brown.
|Sourdough Jack and curly fries at Jack In The Box at 22nd and Craycroft|
I put hot sauce on it.
|The last of the green cookies at Walmart Neighborhood Market on St. Patrick's Day.|