So far my St. Patrick's Day has involved a 3 AM wakeup call (thanks, third trimester), accidentally stabbing the palm of my hand with a vegetable knife, and a serious case of Unruly Hair.
What are you up to? Am presuming it's a lot more exciting than this rodeo. Ridiculous drunken photos and costume uploads encouraged in the comments section. Get after it, my leprechaun friends.