Today at the library where I work, a patron read my name tag and then asked if I’d been brought in for St. Patrick’s day. Yup. All Coleens must pass a rigorous mascot training. It’s not enough to have the Gaelic name or the Irish heritage. There’s tons of other factors. Other (mostly) Irish things about me that are maybe not so obvious.  I eat St. Patty’s Day themed treats. (Although, I also do the same for most other holidays.)… Read more »

May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face… the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.   **All photos taken at Shirley Plantation in Charles City, Virginia and Colonial Williamsburg.   Historical tidbit I learned at Shirley Plantation: Did you know that it wasn’t uncommon for portrait painters (and their… Read more »

  According to my first diary, this Saturday is Rob Lowe’s birthday. Apparently on March 17, 1984, I had a lunch of lamb stew and then spent an afternoon flying a kite and swapping scratch and sniff stickers with my sister.  Then later I got together with Rob. Um, via collage. When it came to crushes and boys I put a lot of emphasis on luck and wishing and okay occasionally praying to certain patron saints in the name of… Read more »