I hope everyone took some time to really celebrate this day. Ate some traditional tapioca pudding. Drank some traditional hot chocolate spiked with Bailey's Irish Cream. Sang some traditional carols--"We Wish You a Merry Marty's Day" or "It's the Most Martyful Time of the Year." And, of course, opened some Saint Marty's Day presents.
I, myself, had a wonderful Saint Marty's Day, as evidenced by the pictures below:
Saint Marty and his daughter |
Saint Marty and his son tasting some frosting |
The only low point of the day was a discussion my wife and I had about our finances. We're taking our daughter to the Wisconsin Dells for a dance convention next weekend. We are, of course, robbing Peter to pay Paul. Unfortunately, Peter doesn't have a whole lot of money. I'm talking pennies. It's going to be a lot of peanut butter and jelly for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Maybe Kalahari Resort napkins for souvenirs.
Not a good way to end Saint Marty's Day.
Confessions of Saint Marty
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