With a promotion at work happening the next day I couldn’t justify getting wasted on the actual St Patrick’s Day, Wednesday, March 17. Yes, a sign I’m actually growing up. Sooo with beautiful weather on our side, Greg and Andy decided to throw their own little Irish themed bash on Saturday afternoon.

Around 11am Greg served me the first of several Irish Car Bombs. By noon several more people joined, including my favorites, Joanie & Chachie (aka my parents) and Steve and Julie, my favorite family friends! Not only was my family there, but little Varni and in-law Varni also joined in on the fun!

Chachie (aka Dad) & Steve / Julie, Joanie (aka Mom) & Nat / Little Varni, in-law Varni & Varni

Even Lola enjoyed a day in the sun! (See Danny does love Lola.)

The day went on…we enjoyed flip cup, beer pong, cigars and good times…One Car Bomb after another, slowly people’s dignity slipped away…

Greg attempted to seduce my mother…

Julie had one too many Car Bombs…

And Brooks, Stina and I figured out what the boys could do with the open space in the family room…

I made it out to Delaney’s that night, but since I had drunkenly brought Lola with me, I only managed to make it through one beer before I decided to head home…Although I did learn she loves the bar just like her mother.

All in all I’m proud to say I made it another year celebrating St Patrick’s Day with my family BUT without peeing my pants! Pat on the back to me…get it?!