ST PATRICK'S DAY

So how did I do.  The chicken I put in a dish with a tin of condensed soup, and topped it with the mashed potato.  That's gone in the freezer for another day.  The left over red onion and red pepper was cut up and added to the two macaroni cheeses there.  A little more of the onion and pepper was added to the remaining condensed soup, and I will heat that up and add to pasta sometime.  Not shown is the bit of cooked salmon, which was processed with cream cheese to make a spread for toast or a sandwich.  The ham shown in the first picture I put back in the fridge.

In the afternoon I went back to the hairdresser who waxed my bushy eyebrows.  Never again.  It hurts.  I think I mentioned yesterday I had my hair coloured, and here I am with brown hair.

 Taken this evening celebrating St Patrick's Day.  And in honour of great grandad, Smith Kennedy, I wore orange.  He was an orange man from Ulster.


It was a fund raising event for the local Democrats.

Democrats don't do well in Oklahoma.  In the last Presidential Election it was the only state in the nation where every single county voted for John McCain.

Fr. Clark.  He read a poem about the St Patrick's Battalion.  They were Irish immigrants who fought on the Mexican side in the Mexican American War of 1846.

Tim Sean, our newly ordained deacon and youth minister.  He sang a lovely Irish song.

Bruce and Rosalyn sharing a jacket.  They were a bit chilly.

The event was held in Tecumseh's City Hall and I took this photo in the lobby.  Chief Tecumseh was a Shawnee Indian who fought and died in the 1812 War with Britain.  (I didn't know we were at war with the US in 1812, I must have missed school that day).

This is my hairdresser's salon.  Her husband put it up for her in their garden.