Snowy greetings from the Lamp Post!
Erie got a blast of mid month snow.
Even the donkey looks pissed about it.
I guess we could blame the Ides of March. It's March 15th. That was not too good of a day for Caesar. He should have not been so pompous and smart mouthed to the soothsayer who warned him that harm was on it's way. Caesar got blindsided by group of conspirators and slashed at a senate meeting. It was the beginning of the end. Rome was never the same since.
I'm too uninspired to muster up my own words for your history lesson, so I'll borrow some from another blogger. Thank you Robert Catalano from New Jersey for your words and for trying to educate your state. I'm doing the same thing here in Pennsylvania.
Ides of March
Because Sam is Sam, he naturally made the word break after "fart". He used his little picture clues that I reminded him to do, and the word is now known as "fart-her." Check out the little Berenstain Bear in pink right above the word. Sorry Deb, Queen of the Clark School Library. Word is spreading fast through Mrs. P's kindergarten that there is a "good book" in the library with farting bear in it. Should you get this strange request, you will now know it's origin.
That story just made me weary. Or maybe it's the weather. Or maybe it's that dreadful Ides of March. No matter what it is, Eloise is calling it a night.
I'm headed for the tub,
to use up the last of my favorite bath bubbles.
Maybe once they are all gone, this snow will stop.
I'll leave you with a little grace to welcome you into 3-16, when most of you will be reading this blog. The picture slide show is set to the guitar playing of Josh Wilson. He opened for Third Day, the concert Kenyan and my daughters went to a few weeks ago. There isn't a version of Amazing Grace that I don't love, but this one......it's phenomenal.
Enjoy your weekend. Hold on, North Coasters. Spring is coming. It always does.