Friday started with the rains. I rode the bus for the first time in months and enjoyed that moment when I was the only one left on the bus (mine is the next-to-last stop on the route).
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This post needs some color. I made these along with giant shamrock cookies for my sister-in-law's birthday.
A beautiful drive to Colville for dinner. We stopped so Joel could take a photo. I waited in the car and took this one with my phone.
We made money at the casino on the way home. Our best machine was called "Milk Money." When you're doing well, it moos at you, and you get to watch a whole animated scene of some poor cow's utters getting squeezed of its chocolate and strawberry milk - and eggnog. Only furthering my utter confusion (pun intended) on how you actually play these machines.
Irish soda bread.
I spent all week preparing this corned beef for an authentic-as-it's-gonna-get boiled dinner for St. Patrick's Day. I was kind of proud of myself - you can tell by the blurry picture.
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