'Friday musin'' (sorry to steal it!)

15 years ago

but it's more along that line today. My thoughts they are only drawing nigh to anything serious, touching on nothing and everything at once. I noticed the daffodils heavy with rain, their heads nodding in slumber. The winter wind blew so hard, it tried to knock the hood off my head, and I replied, "Yes, I know it's still winter; rage rage against the dying of your light. I got it, you're still here!" I've been thinking of lamb stew with soda bread and singing Irish ballads. Molly Malone, When the boys come rolling home, and Danny boy since St Patrick's is so close. I think it's a music that makes most feel uncomfortable because it's so emotional, especially the unthinkable, unspeakable, unnoteworthy, sad. But that's what's great about the Irish, we're an emotional people. All emotion isn't bad. Yes, we'll cry in our beer, but we're also full life and bubbling over with anger. All of it, a pacakge deal. Not trying to make anyone uncomfortable, just glad I can feel it all! I wish they could too. Emotions sure can be a scary deal. Today, my mind is muddled with melancholy for slower days. Time to curl up with a good political book and study study study for my other mid term which will next Wednesday so I can think about happier things and be more secure in my schoolwork.

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endorphinjunkie
15 years ago
French toast weather tonight. None, one, two, or three inches the weather "experts" are saying. STD's road trip to Rowan Oak is scheduled for tomorrow morning. Haven't heard yet iffin' it's cancelled or postponed. STD is the English honor society, and the STD is fondly and without a bit humour "sexually transmitted disease" Society....

Not all Irish music is maudlin'.

*Note to self, there ain't no hangin' gee in maudlin.*

Who'd a thunk that the Pogues woulda ever performed with the Dubliners?.

Oft to work for half a day.
endorphinjunkie
15 years ago
Rising of the Moon.

Now I am getting inspired for St Paddy's day. Let's see...
Jello shooters. Green and orange jello will be no problem. Any ideal about the white? Maybe creme de menthe? Ice cream? Vanilla pudding?
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I'm dreaming of a white leprechan! After torrential rains most of yesterday afternoon & evening I woke up this morning to big, fat snowflakes falling from the sky & anout an inch of the white stuff on the ground. It's still coming down, but because the pavements are so warm & the ground so full of water we're not getting the accummulation we'd get if it was colder & drier. Still it's quite an event for us. This is the first measureable snowfall we've had in 5 years. I'm thinking a big bowl of chili will hit the spot for lunch today.
rob333 (zone 7a)
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15 years ago
Michael, you're a hoot. White? I dunno, but creme de menthe makes me think of this:

Grasshopper shooter
The resulting shot is a light green color that will fit perfectly with your St. Patrick's Day celebrations.

INGREDIENTS:
1/2 oz crÃ¨me de menthe, green
1/2 oz light cream
1/2 oz crÃ¨me de cacao
PREPARATION:
Pour the ingredients into a cocktail shaker with ice.
Shake well.
Strain into a shot glass.

Andie, us too! We haven't had measureable snow this year and we're supposed to get 2-5 inches. Yea! Snowmen as tall as LF, not handheld. And we're having a chili with spaghetti noodles. It's a southern thing. Not even close to Texas chili. But hearty and warm enough!
andie_rathbone
15 years ago
It's cold here this morning, but the good thing about snow in the south is that it's all gone the day it falls. Ours disappeared by 1:00 PM.

Chili with spaghetti noodles is very good. Not Texas chili - true - but on a cole & wet day anything in the hearty "stick to your ribs" category is a good thing.
endorphinjunkie
15 years ago
We got one to two inches of the white stuff last night. It's 28 degrees and a cold, cold wind is blowing. Most of the roads are clear because for the previous few days before the front came through the temps were in the mid 60's. The ground and the roads still had enough residual heat to prevent icing. Only the overpasses and mountain roads are closed.

It's cold, and a semi miserable day, but it don't bother me like it normally would. Two days ago we had 60 degree weather and two days hence we will have 60 degree weather. This round of cold does no psychic damage....

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endorphinjunkie
15 years ago
Drat! Who switched the preview and submit buttons!

Sundries that I picked up include packs of orange and lime Jello. Whipped cream will do nicely for the white, and will look good in dessert glasses. Picked up a can of chili, too, to have this afternoon. It's OK to make do with store bought, sometimes, that is.

As soon as the sun goes down tonight the temps will drop to and below freezing. There is plenty of moisture on the roads so it's definitely a stay home night tonight. Small town night. Reminds me of a pretty good song and video from Hal Ketchum.

Small Town Saturday Night
mawheel
15 years ago
Snow to the north, snow to the west, even snow to the south. Couldn't my corner of WV have at least enough snow -- instead of rain -- to go tubing once more before the season is over?
anneliese_32
15 years ago
Well, after being out of town for several days, I finally made it home in order to do what I wanted to do all winter, I shoveled snow. 4 times already, but I think that's it for this winter. Even had enough of that stuff to build a snowman. Haven't done that in years.
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Suzy & anyone else in Ohio, how much of the white stuff did you get today? A friend near Cleveland sent me a picture of her yard around noon & it looked to be over a foot!
shadowgarden
15 years ago
Columbus Ohio had a record 20 inches. Glad I am here!

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