My niece teaches Irish step dance, so I'm wearing a sweatshirt from her school. After I got to work I realized I should have worn my cycling jersey that we had made for our Livestrong ride, the one with "may the wind be always at your back" on the back and the celtic knots all over it. Oh well, maybe next year.

Someone brought green cupcakes into work, but I stayed away from them since the last thing I need are more calories! Though I'd make an exception for a nice bottle of Smithwick's, which is chilling in the fridge at home.

Oh, and to nitpick it is St. Paddy's day, not Patty. Men don't like to be called Patricia. (It is my own personal mission to get folks to get that one right, and all the Patricks in my family are very grateful).