Beer Shmeer

I don't know about you, but it doesn't even feel like St. Patrick's Day out here. Aside from the 17 kids in green shirts at the elementary school where I volunteer, this day would have slipped by unnoticed like a redheaded stepchild, much like last week's Ash Wednesday (clearly I'm a good Catholic). 


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.