My husband is going to Hawaii for a week. He leaves this Sunday. That means that I’ve no big plans for St. Patrick’s Day. Last year I celebrated with my best friend, Davey. He dressed up as a sparkly, leprechaun enchantress, and we bar hopped in the West Village of New York City. Here’s photographic evidence:
This year I’ll be home with my kids making leprechaun traps, so I made myself a batch of The Feedfeed’s homemade Irish Cream to see me through.
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