So the other night, I decided to pay homage to my Irish ancestry and got all dolled up for a feast on St. Patrick's Day. Now, I know what you are thinking....I look for any excuse to party harty. I really just wanted to show my support for the little people, those funny little leprechaun guys. I'm hoping that by paying tribute to them, they will bring mommy and daddy a pot o'gold. Anyway, the festivities were in full swing as always. We gorged ourselves on Chez Nicole's finest corned beef and cabbage. We ate, drank, and certainly were merry. Uh-mah, Aunt Debbi, and John even came over to party with us. It was a great Irish celebration. And if any of you make fun of me for wearing my authentic Celtic garb, I'll beat you with my shillelagh stick! Besides, I thought I looked quite dapper in all green. For dessert, Aunt Debbie brought a little bit of "new yawk" with her courtesy of Crumb's Cupcakes. Whew, I needed to work out extra hard the next day after that one. They were dee-lish. I even went caveman style, grunting and smacking my lips as I ate. We had such a great time. Wish you all could have been there. Well, there's always next year. Maybe next year I'll have a red beard to really complete the look! Well this little leprechaun is tuckered out and ready to lay his head down on a shamrock. Peace, love, and happy corned beef to all, and to all a good night!
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