Top o' the mornin to ye! Yes, I have a green sweater on right now. It's lime green, but close enough. There is an extra poignancy about today, as Ireland is really struggling right now, and I've written about the horses and devastation of the people. Luckily, my relatives are employed and secure, but it's been a blow to everyone there, especially after a few boom years where Ireland seemed to really get on it's feet. As for the green beer and pinching, I'm skipping it. But once we were in Manhattan on this day, and the enormous parade of people with green faces, hair and the leprechauns and red beards and general silliness was so delightful I realized how fun the event can be. And then there is that fiddle music and the dancing. Not so much going on here. Try Cinco de Mayo. It works better in my neck of the woods.
I'm praying today is the day the electricity gets hooked up at the nuclear reactors in Japan, and they can cool down the core before a catastrophe occurs. Everyone everywhere is holding their breath, hoping the suffering of the Japanese won't be further heightened by a meltdown. My husband and I spent many years fighting against nuclear power plants, and now, just thinking about plants on the beach in our state sends shivers up my spine. It may be generally safe, it may be cost efficient, but when there is an accident, the costs are too high.
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