It’s official. Happy Spring! Don’t forget your free Rita’s Water Ice.
I live down the street from an Irish bar. This weekend is the St. Patrick’s Day Pub Crawl in my neighborhood. It’s 74 degrees here as I write this, and I can hear “When Irish Eyes Are Smiling” being bagpiped live outside the bar. Hard to believe that a month ago we were digging out from two huge snow storms. Yesterday my son pulled his sled down from the porch, set it on the ground, sat in it and said “it’s going to snow.” “Not for a while,” we said. So we decided to sled in the grass. It was great.