St Patty's Day

St Patty's day, eh? Yup. Got my green on, check. Got the brisket ready to cook when I get home, check. Prepping for our Annual Parade party, check.

This is what should go down tonight after work:
Zip to the ABC store to get the Vodka for Jell-O Shooters.
Come home and frolic around the kitchen while baking cupcakes.
Scrub the house from top to bottom.
Feed everyone dinner.
Open the St. Pat decor box and add a few decorations here and there.
Relax and enjoy a movie before bedtime.
Get plenty of sleep before the a.m.

Here's what's REALLY gonna happen:
Zip to the ABC store to get the Vodka for Jell-O Shooters.
Come home and put on my Betty Crocker hat and bake the shit out of some cupcakes.
The bathroom will probably get a light wipe down. That's about it.
Dinner for everyone tonight will consist of fending for yourself!
Bust out the decorations and make our house look like an Irish Pub or as if a herd of Leprechauns stampeded thru the house and threw Irish crap everywhere!!
Have a damn beer or ten.
Fall into bed by 2 am?
Drag my carcass out of bed by 8:30 am to catch the parade

Rinse and repeat every year. Why? Because it's my favorite time of year. Green is my favorite color. And my birthstone. It's more exciting than Christmas. It's one of the rare Saturday's I can take off of work.

Erin go Bragh, bitches.