Last night Spring had one of her famous mid-west temper tantrums and covered us in the cold white stuff.
Irish eyes are not smiling today.
So on the first day of Spring Break, Spring did not give us any kind of a break.
But worse than the icy layer outside is the fine coating of white covering every floor and counter of my house.
The Dancer sneezed 729 times yesterday.
She does not have a cold. She has a full blown blizzard.
Here's to hoping Spring and the Dancer's nose have a change of heart.
Soon!
Kiss the blarney stone and wish hard!
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