I am wishing Red luck on his St.Paddy's day festivities.
I am being dragged to the bar tommorrow despite not being able to drink.
I am thinking I will be there primarily as a babysitter for all my drunken friends... but the bar we're going to has great food at least.
I am confessing that I've hit a tiny bit of writers block.
I am sure it will go away soon.
I am a little peeved that I'm missing the annual get drink on Guinness extravaganza.
I am aware that I have a perfectly good excuse, and I know it'll be worth it.
I am still stiff and sore and tired of being pregnant.