Retirement in Green

The Irishman and I have signed up for a Breastfeeding Class tonight. (Yep, you can bet he is excited about this one...oh the jokes that have been made...and not by the Irishman!) It is from 7:30-9:30. I have been ASLEEP by 9:30 most nights this week. I've heard great things about the teacher though and I have been assured that you remain fully clothed throughout the class so it can't be that bad.

I thought about writing up the post about the baby's name...but I don't have time for that tonight. So here are some pictures from Sue's retirement party a couple of weeks ago. You might have noticed a slight theme...

You were not allowed to the party unless you had on green. I was relieved when someone gave me a green dress. (But not a real green dress - that's cruel...couldn't resist the song reference) Plunkett was flown in from across the pond to play Irish music for her. The Irishman and I both had parts in a skit mocking some of Sue's more interesting practices as a boss. It was a great party...and after party. Good times!