Yes, it is Paddy, not Patty. The Irish have very strong feelings about that. My DNA results show I am 15% Irish - not a surprise, of course. I already knew that my great-grandmother's family was Irish. Even so, it seems more "official" now!
And how did I celebrate? Well, first we took the car in to the garage to get the leak fixed. It will tomorrow before we get it back and after we shell out something around $400. Of course, it isn't a cheap hose - it has to be the metal hose or whatever that hooks up to several different places. I don't really know - just that it wasn't the cheapest way out!
The rest of the day I was stuck at home. It didn't matter all that much, though, since this last bad weather has moved in and my sinus headache and sore throat have returned with a vengeance. I got a few things done around the house before I just gave up and went to bed for a few hours. I finished another book, Stella Bain by Anita Shreve, which was pretty good. It is interesting that I have been immersed in WWI as I have been working on my grandfather's story. This book is set in WWI era, so I caught many of the details that I probably would have just skimmed over. Even stranger, I picked up the next book that I need to read (based on when they have to get back to the library) and it is also set with a WWI background.
Since I felt so lousy, we didn't go to Empty Nesters this evening. I just didn't think I could sit there all evening and pretend to be nice. I know we missed a fun evening, though. Personally, I ate a bowl of cereal for dinner (I honestly don't remember the last time I did that - it has really been years and years) and just collapsed back in bed with the new book.
Tomorrow will be better!