I don't care for shopping. Hauling my kids around to stores where they want all the stuff but can't have any is also not on my list of fun things.
Don't know how much blogging I will be able to do since I'm entertaining him nearly every minute. Thought he was going to get a rental car and stay in a hotel, but silly me, he's sleeping on my couch. Don't know for certain how long he plans to stay...it's up in the air.
Even though it's only Tuesday, I don't have time to do much and stumbled on another quiz. These things are like near occasions of sin for me. I must resist.
After my last quiz on "What Cross are You" and I got the Celtic cross and the St. Brigid's cross, I had to conclude that I couldn't get away from my Irish heritage. Now there's this...
|Your Inner European is Irish!|
Sprited and boisterous!
You drink everyone under the table.
Since my drink of choice is Coke, I don't know how many folks will be under the table. Maybe it's the caffeine that makes me spirited and boisterous. Spirited, maybe. Boisterous, nah.