St. Patty's Day blues

My favorite day of the year came and went. No 9am Bloody Mary's, no debauchery, no green hats, whiskey shots, or gratuitous nekkidness. Nope, we stayed home with the kids. It was rewarding in its own right as staying home with the kids is these days, but it seemed surreal at the same time. Kinda like last year when RAGBRAI came close to town, but I wasn't on it. I managed to drink my fair share of Guinness, and Stacey had a drink with me in the basement after the girls went to bed. I got out of the house in the afternoon as well and went over to my Buddy Brad's house for an hour or so, but that was it. I'm gonna put in early for it next year with the Grandparents. They went out drinking this year, so we get to next year. That's the way it should go if you ask me. All in all, it was a nice weekend though. I learned that Ellen likes green beans, and Mara can climb things I couldn't have even imagined she'd try. She's gonna be a handful man, I can see that already. Let the good times roll.