Pretty Much Spring

We had a St. Patrick's Day party Saturday night and had a few friends over. There was entirely too much whiskey. We had raw veggies, and Mark made a sort of random sauce. When the guests came, a few of the guys exclaimed, “Dracula sauce!” It disappeared quickly. They didn't think much of the honey mustard, though.

All in all, it was a good night.

Today we went to the little park and watched the kids play ball among the old ladies sitting on benches. It was amazing that no one got conked in the head. I'm sure sometimes they do. The young German shepherd mix who plays with the kids was there. Trees were blooming. Spring and Ikea arrive in two days.