I can't sleep until I know how Neil is. I spent all night praying and then I thought it would be a good idea to look up Saint Patrick's Day to see how I might even start going about changing a cultural norm because being proactive is supposed to be helpful, only now I feel even more discouraged.

The green. I've gone greenblind. My eyes. And no wonder I'm starting to look like a leprechaun, everyone dresses up as one. I mean, I don't look like me_lucky_charms Liam, but I do look like this a little. I know it's true, it's okay to agree.

I was feeling a little depressed until I found three drawings a group of students had done.

( This, I think I can handle )

I may have gotten something in my eye over that last one. Would that I were, Sweetie. In Heaven, or Happy. Either one.

Now I am back to worrying.