I Knew That

Normally I avoid telling the stories that make me look . . . “less than stellar,” shall we say, but I feel the need to make an exception on this one to illustrate just how out of it I was over the weekend:

This was on St. Patrick’s Day, and I was ill enough I did not feel like celebrating at all, and L’s Mother was trying to cheer me up.

“We can go to that coffee and tea place if it’ll make you feel better,” she said.  “And if you don’t want coffee, I can buy you a green tea.”

“Green tea,” I chuckled, thinking about how many bars do green beer this time of year.  “Are they really doing that for St. Patrick’s Day?”

The silence that followed was profound before she softly answered, “No.  They do green tea every day.”

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