the old saying was right....

WARNING: this is a depressing posting, so please read with sorrow.

so i made 154 boxty pancakes for the party tomorrow....
sunday, monday, tuesday and wednesday nights. each night. all evening.
boiled and/or grated 10 lbs of potatoes and three onions.
fried 'em all up.

froze them on cookie sheets.

bagged them for the freezer...with reheating directions.


then i was told last night that i am no longer wanted.
no more party.
no more music.
guess i couldn't make boxty.