So much has gone on already at The House on the Hill, and I luckily had my camera crew on hand to record it for you.
I will share the photos shortly.
However, the most exciting thing happened on my blog. As you know, I am in love with The Sweet Irish Girl, but at her request, I have kept her true identity a secret.
She much prefers to be known by her secret identity, and truth be told, she looks damn good in the spandex and cape.
Much like Supergirl, though, My Sweet Irish Girlfriend is constantly at risk of having a Cat Grant come along and figure out who she really is. So rather than have that secret hanging over her head, my Sweetheart caught me totally off guard and revealed her true self in the comments section of yesterday’s St. Stephen’s post.
Maybe she had a little too much to drink on St. Stephen’s Day, but that’s alright with me.
I finally get to refer to my girlfriend as Melissa, and I hope you will all give her a warm Modern Philosopher welcome.
Melissa is very private and still won’t allow me to post her photo. Of course, she comments on this blog all the time and her avatar is her photo, so anyone can click on it, see her beautiful face, and even discover her wonderful blog.
What else is going on around here? Well, it’s snowing…
I have to admit, a gentle coating of snow is a good look for my street.
Unfortunately, it never stops at just an inch or two, does it?
When it snows on the weekend, I don’t really mind since I don’t have to drive. Tuesday, though, is a work day, so we’ll see how I handle that storm.
Sometimes, I add tomato sauce and serve it over white rice. This time, though, I might try it with a little brown gravy.
And, yes, I sent a total play by play of the process to Melissa in Ireland so that she knows her man can handle himself in the kitchen.
I’m sure she was disappointed, though, because she is of the mind that it’s not a proper meal unless there are potatoes involved.
That’s not me making an Irish joke, Modern Philosophers. The girl loves her spuds!
I decided to wear my mask, even though it wasn’t that cold, in an attempt to scare the snow. Maybe word will spread that a creepy man lives at The House on the Hill, and the snow from future storms will avoid my address.
It’s going to be a long Winter if this is the work ethic it’s going to bring to the driveway…
Don’t you love how philosophical I can be about shoveling snow?
Before I wrap this up, one of the interns brought up a good point. My girlfriend’s name is Melissa. The actress who plays Supergirl is named Melissa. However, my girlfriend is not the actress who plays Supergirl.
Just didn’t want to start any rumors.
You know all about my Sunday, Modern Philosophers, so tell me about yours. Is it snowing out your way? Be honest…how many of you had already figured out the true identity of My Sweet Irish Girlfriend?