Pass the Guinness.

Today is, as we all know, the finest day observed by the American public. Saint Pat's Day. All I can say is thatnk goodness we are observing it in America as the pubs in ireland are closed on holy days. phew.
I decided to take today off from work. Work is sheer chaos right now and I've worked enough overtime that frankly, they didn't need me today.
The day started early. I got up with the wee beasties adn had me tea. The day doesn't begin until the tea is consumed. I have been told I can be slightly cranky in the early hours ( any time before ten a.m. I guess ). So today we spent the day together. We went early to the hospital for Herselfs bloodwork and then to get my hair cut. It looks okay but a tiny bit short for my taste. Oh well, it will grow back. Herself says not to worry, she'll just bag my head until it all comes back.
The biggest problem plauging me these days is how the feck has that little bastard Kevin lasted this long on Idol? I mean, is there that much great weed out there and more importantly, where is mine?? Please. Gideon is gone and Chicken Little is still with us? Melissa wasn't the best crooner in the bunch but Kevin is still with us?? Good Lord. And poor Stevie had to sit and listen to him butcher one of his songs. All the time thinking to himself " Where on Earth did they find this crazy little white boy". It was torture. It was all Herself could do to keep me from removing my ears with a cheese grater.
Anyways. For the rest of today I spent aome time in the yard with the Duffster playing ball. He.never.gets.tired. He has the energy of twenty three four-year olds after a breakfast of CocoaPuffs topped with Pixie Stiks. The boy could run for hours. Amazing.
The History channel had some great specials on the Irish today. Great viewing. it makes me proud to be Irish.
Tomorrow Herself works. I will not./ I will have a Saturday off for the first time in three weeks. Yeah me. I will probably just sit around and watch soccer until dinner time. I will be cooking for Herself this weekend. I have been neglecting her. I used to cook more often and this weekend she is going to be cooked for. I'm still workign on my dinner plans but I've got solid foundation. Just thinking of sides and such.
Happy Saint Pat's Day tom you.

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Here we are.. a week later..or should I say weak? The work week is done. I put in almost 60 hours 54 to be exact. A record for me. I am still not getting through the night. This morning it was the Duffster @ 530. am. I was so frustrated. I know he has to go and he needs to go, but man....So I rolled out of bed and dragged my ass downstairs and let him out. He promoptly did his biz and I brought him in and gave him a little treat and put him in his condo. He then started to bark and whine. I was getting angry. And as you know, the angrier you get, the less chance you have of sleeping. Fortunately the Lovely One introduced me to a frined named Adavan (sp?) I took it at 605 and by 620 I was dead to the world. Thankfully. I slept until 1000. In still feel like I need another 24 hours of sleep but I think I may be finally catching up.
I washed the truck today. It looks so much better.
After that I did nothing. A load of laundry and then later in the day cooked dinner. The Lovely One has dinner ready for me every night so I feel like I'm neglecting her by not cooking like I used to.
Tonight should just be relaxation. And then tomorrow , it starts again....