#114

A couple hours ago, my dear husband asked me when our pre-inspection was scheduled for. (Pre-in is a walk through to get an idea of what needs to be fixed before we move out.) "Let me check the calendar" I so nicely say. Yep, you guessed it.

"Tomorrow morning!"

My house is a disaster. We have been busy the last week. If we are at home, we are going through stuff, and making piles of this and that, and are generally 'too busy' to actually clean. I repeat; my house is a disaster. And I am just too tired to deal with it. So, the inspector person will just have to deal with the fact that my floors are not mopped and we have random 'piles' throughout the house!

We had a good day today. The sun is amazingly shining again. Really, this has to be an all time record for consecutive sunny days in Germany! We played outside and had a ball. And I got a couple amazing photos of my girls! I couldn't be happier.

Only one thing is really getting to me today. And it is mostly in my head, so not too big of a deal. But here it is.
This whole Irish Heritage Month thing is not some type of gag or catch phrase or goofy thing to me. I didn't make it up. I do not talk about it to make you laugh or make myself more of an oddball. Hi, your presidents sign this Heritage month into being every year. The only reason you don't celebrate it with the same zeal as Black History Month is because there are not 100,000 celebs out there pushing it on you. The lack of attention to Irish American history does not make it less important.

Like I said, it's mostly in my head.

And I have a great history lesson for you for tomorrow. Come back and learn something!