this morning my inbox taunted me with the idea of minty green shamrock shakes, but like the responsible adult that i always am, i decided not to give in to the urge. that is until danny sent out an email saying that there would be a shamrock shake expedition at noon on the dot. now noon is generally too early for lunch (being that i usually eat breakfat around 10am), but i sort of couldn't say no. i mean, it was the holiday thing to do, right?
happy st. pat's! may your day be full of stouty irish beers and shamrock shakes! preferably not together, but do whatever ice cream floats your boat.
