Today, we're all piling into the van, stopping by Dr. Kielbasa's to pick him up, and then we're going to the
Oklahoma Celtic Music & Heritage Festival. Last year's was pretty cool. We heard some great music and looked at all the crafts. We also ran into J, tipped a Guinness or two, and talked with some shirt-tail kin from Nettl's Scottish clan. You know the guys. They're the ones who toss poles and chuck boulders around out in the field. I looked for some of my Irish clan, but the closest I came to finding any was the longhaired goats in the stables.
Anyway, this is my entry for Sunday. Have a great day!
