Day 77 piggy backs off of Day 76...because if it wasn't for Danielle, I wouldn't have been in the Twin Cities on St. Patty's Day. And if I wasn't in the Twin Cities on St. Patty's Day, I wouldn't have gotten to:
- Meet some great new people (Emily <who was totally a bad influence on me, in a very good way> and Dougie-Doug <who let me bundle up in his jacket when I was turning into a frozen four-leaf clover> Love you both :) ),
- Get to know some old people better (Alissa -- which p.s. I'm totally thankful that Emily bailed on the ride home, so we had a chance to get to know each other better. You pretty much rock my socks off. Or, my green and white polka dot shoes off. And the way you can hail a taxi with your ass in downtown St. Paul is pretty remarkable. Just sayin'),
- Enjoy some new cuisine (ha...of the liquid variety...still have no idea what the heck that was <see: Bad Influence Emily>),
AND
- I wouldn't have gotten to do a one-legged Irish jig to an Irish band in the middle of an Irish pub (though Danielle showed me up a half hour later, with a very impressive, two-legged proper Irish jig...whatevs).
Granted, if I didn't go, I probably would have gotten more than five hours of sleep, and I wouldn't have had to walk around the office with a luggage set beneath my eyes (they're no longer just "bags" when they're quite that big)...
But I also wouldn't have gotten to take this picture...
The best part of my St. Patty's Day :)
...with an incredibly sexy man that I'm lucky to call my own :)
And I'm thankful for that...
...really, really thankful :)
xoxo
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