happy st. patrick’s day kids! and even if you don’t partake in this green beer-leprechaun-wear green or get pinched-kissing holiday- (ok so we all know it’s not really a holiday. we just treat it as if it was) years ago, i knew this guy who loved, loved, LOVED st. patty’s day. he had no irish blood in his body, yet he felt compelled to celebrate as if he was born in ireland. once, when i asked him why he loved it so much, he replied, “green beer, green beer, green beer.” -yeah, made perfect sense to me, how about you? anyway, not to be outdone by my true irish friends and even my non-irish friends, i too, partook (that’s not even a real word is it? who wants to google it?) where was i? oh yeah, i also took part (better yes?) in all the shenanigans of the day. a group of friends and i started at a quaint pub in mid-town and walked or stumbled to a few more bars along the way. i saw leprechauns and funny costumes, and lots of green top hats, drank green sangria because i’m not a beer drinker. i know, i know, shocking! there was laughter and live bands, and dancing and singing and people trying to speak in irish accents, not to mention awesome spring weather. all in all, a good day. a great day actually. haven’t had too many of those lately, so today, i was grateful for the change.
i’m still trying to find my mojo again. it’s temporarily unavailable. i’m positive it’s here, somewhere deep inside of me. i just haven’t been able to lure it back out yet. but i will. in the meantime, do me a favor, have a fabulous week!be good