Happy Liberalia!

St. Patrick's day, pfah, let's celebrate in the bacchanalian sinfest known as Liberalia. If you didn't have enough toga fun celebrating The Ides of March, that is. And we all know you didn't.

I celebrated St. Patty's day yesterday. It was pretty good times. At Noon or so I got a call from Nick that Wendy wanted to make up some pancakes and eggs. Not being one to turn down food, I took off. I brought Champagne and Orange Juice and PBR as well, just to make things fun.

Wendy and Maddie made the breakfast, I poured the drinks. Nick sat around. We ate. We made our Mimosas green. Later on, we mixed PBR and OJ (It's about what you'd expect) in a sort of bootleg Redneck Mimosa. I was hoping for some Tang in place of the OJ, but none abounded in the Rite Aid.

After watching Superbad, Nick took off for work and I escorted the ladies to Hannaford where they purchased a proper Irish dinner. Corned beef and boiled potatoes and cabbage. I didn't partake of that on account of going to bed early for work. For I am lame.

But when I woke up I saw carrots, too.

Oh! They made an apple pie. Hopefully I'll get a chance to try it, but I'm not guaranteeing it.

Maddie, Wendy and I played Apples to Apples for a bit, too. All in all it was a good day and a proper celebration of... well, not really that properly Irish (for me) but a proper celebration, to be sure.