All these Days

St. Patrick's Day, my late father's birthday today and tomorrow St. Joseph's Day. Mother always wore something green on St. Patrick's Day but mother's mother and father were from the Old Country. I miss mother terribly around this time and also on May 12 which was Mother's birthday. Tonight Ms. Fritchley renewed her vows of poverty, obedience and chastity. I am not sure in which order. I guess it does not matter. Fritz was with me and everyone thought how lovely my fiancee is. Finally, I could show off with a good looking male at my side who is available. Well, not quiet. In a few month, when he reaches the age of consent, I will kiss him and then he might change into a prince. Fritz, however, is not a frog, so the whole kissing party might not work. Perhaps when I kiss Fritz I will turn into a frog. Would not be surprised.