Spring has UNsprung
I freaking love St. Patrick's Day. Because, if we're honest with ourselves, no one truly cares about the Irish heritage aspect of it. It's really just a great excuse to wear green and drink an insane amount of emerald-colored beverages.
Jennie and I threw a party at our house on Friday to celebrate this special "holiday". We provided the four most important festive devices: 1) insanely strong green Jello shots, 2) insanely strong green hunch punch, 3) green food coloring and 4) an Irish Jig mix CD created by yours truly.
We had around 20 people total and it got pretty rowdy. Especially when Dave found our New Year's stolen cowbell...and attempted to keep up the accompaniment to Irish Jig music. Luckily, our crazy ass neighbor heard every bit of it. Because the next day, he asked us (in an overly condescending voice) if we had fun with all of our "buddies". (He's really just jealous because he doesn't have any of his own...)
I just love having house parties. You can hang out with all the people you like, drink as much as you want and not have to worry about driving home. And people can just crash there so you don't worry about them driving home. AND you can play heated Trivial Pursuit till 3:00 in the morning and laugh your ass off when people can barely read the question cards.
Saturday night was the law school formal and it was a blast. It was held in a restored warehouse downtown and they had the best DJ ever. Any man who can smoothly transition between Britney Spears and Stevie Wonder is a man near and dear to my heart.
Okay, I'd write more...but my boss didn't come to work today so frankly, I'd rather close up shop. I'm going home to slather on self tanner and curse this wretchedly cold, rainy so-called "first day of spring".
Gah, Mother Nature is such a bitch.
Jennie and I threw a party at our house on Friday to celebrate this special "holiday". We provided the four most important festive devices: 1) insanely strong green Jello shots, 2) insanely strong green hunch punch, 3) green food coloring and 4) an Irish Jig mix CD created by yours truly.
We had around 20 people total and it got pretty rowdy. Especially when Dave found our New Year's stolen cowbell...and attempted to keep up the accompaniment to Irish Jig music. Luckily, our crazy ass neighbor heard every bit of it. Because the next day, he asked us (in an overly condescending voice) if we had fun with all of our "buddies". (He's really just jealous because he doesn't have any of his own...)
I just love having house parties. You can hang out with all the people you like, drink as much as you want and not have to worry about driving home. And people can just crash there so you don't worry about them driving home. AND you can play heated Trivial Pursuit till 3:00 in the morning and laugh your ass off when people can barely read the question cards.
Saturday night was the law school formal and it was a blast. It was held in a restored warehouse downtown and they had the best DJ ever. Any man who can smoothly transition between Britney Spears and Stevie Wonder is a man near and dear to my heart.
Okay, I'd write more...but my boss didn't come to work today so frankly, I'd rather close up shop. I'm going home to slather on self tanner and curse this wretchedly cold, rainy so-called "first day of spring".
Gah, Mother Nature is such a bitch.
posted by Rachel at 3:22 PM
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