But while we're on the subject of getting intoxicated
off beef products, I'm going to take a quiiiick second to remind you not to be a drunk driver tonight. And when your stupidass friend INSISTS that he's totally fine to drive, but can't remember where he placed his ID and is sporting a shirt soaked in Guinness and/ or a stupid, green and white striped Cat-in-the-Hat style piece of shit on his head, find him a ride home.
MADD paid for this Wreckage on Display and placed in front of a local Irish pub. Apparently, the driver of this car walked away fine, while the driver of the other car was killed. Moral of the story: Don't be an asshole.
Last night, I decided to whip up some mini cupcakes for Pearl's class. Not because I'm Mother Theresa or anything. But more because I just like baking and I LOVE the idea of making baked goods for a kid to share with classmates. Ten 4-year-olds are going to be verrrrry happy today. -At least, in my head they are.
A little St. Patrick... A little Cheech N Chong. (re Fashion: I LOVE when they're too young to know better.) I wonder where on earth she sees crazy looking outfits and thinks they're okay to wear out in public...
This morning, Pearl was dressed to impress.
Happy St. Patricks!
In other nonsense...
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