September 25: Eleven Days to Go!

Yes, you only have eleven more days to go.  Saint Marty's Day is almost upon us.

Tonight, I read 'Twas the Night Before Saint Marty's Day to my son.  My wife bought a couple Saint Marty's Day cheese balls.  I hate cheese balls, but it's festive.

My kids are asleep, with visions of Milk Duds dancing in their heads.  Mamma in her nightgown and I in my flannels are ready to settle down for a very short nap.

Saint Marty is getting all tingly inside, but that could be the burrito he had for dinner.

cheese should not be round