We can’t celebrate in person with pals this year, but here’s a bit of good cheer from our wee man (victim of the old “raisin cookie fake-out”):
Meanwhile, I just stumbled across this hearty “Sláinte” from Bill Burr. 😌
And on a less goofball note,
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.