It has been a crazy few days. It all started last weekend when I drove up to Wenatchee to help my parents pack some boxes for their impending move. I got a little too excited when I found "party poppers" from 8 New Years Eve parties ago. Above are the projectile remnants (the best part of course)
My parent's dog Stache has grown rather large in the 4 months they've had him. He's already bigger than Tyrone.
I'm sure Tyrone would beg to differ.
This is the infamous orange bell that patients insist on ringing, even if you're right there on the phone ready to help them at the drop of a hat. However, sometimes, when I'm the only one in the office..I ring it myself. It somehow demands it.
And Friday is always right on time.
Fortunately, while I'm not at work I have things to keep me busy. Like this old time machine that I moved in the middle of the night with a tow truck.
I hope your St. Patricks day was filled with green things.
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