Green Stuff

Sadly, I'm not speaking of money.  That's is short supply these days (what with gas prices spiraling out of control!)

No, I'm speaking of St. Patty's Day.  I used to be religious about wearing green on March 17.  I suppose it's that ingrained fear you pick up in elementary school that someone's going to pinch you if you get caught without it.  The last couple of years though, I've been purposefully not wearing green.  Here is the conclusion I've come to:  in the grown up world there's no more pinching!  Hooray!  It's safe to go out into the streets sans green!

I did pop in a green nose stud this year, just to be safe (that fear still lingers), but it was nothing noticible, lol.

The story might have been different had we spent the holiday with Pepper's family.  You see: Pepper is Irish, and we usually celebrate his fake birthday on St. Patrick's Day (since he was born on X-mas day, his family gave him the option of choosing a new birthday and he chose March 17).  They usually throw a huge shin-dig for him, and frankly, you don't want to be caught without wearing green around an Irish family (particularly his, they're a fun-loving group).  But, there was no party for Pepper this year, so Wino and I didn't have to drag out our green attire.

Unlike many, we didn't go out last night and get drunk off of our pattooties.  We didn't even really acknowledge the holiday (since neither of us is Irish) except to call Pepper and wish him a "happy fake birthday."  Then we settled down and had us some good ol' fashioned mac n' cheese (from Costco's take n' bake section.  It's SO good!) and a couple glasses of wine.  Yeah, we're boring ;)