I was reading a bunch of posts about St. Patrick's Day this morning, and came to the realization that this year...I missed it! Basically ignored the fact that the day even existed. Except for the few bars around town that had all day celebrations that I drove past, and being pinched by my friend at the nail salon for not wearing green...it was like any other day. I didn't even dress my boys in green for school! And I am totally one of those parents that dress them in holiday gear. Actually...that morning I just totally forgot, until I was in the car rider line dropping Zachary off at the elementary school & saw a sea of green. I felt terrible...but in all honesty, he could have cared less.
The thing is...I just do not have much of a life these days. At least a social one. I force myself to go to dinner with the girls every now and then, or the movies...but it is rarely. My social interactions are when I get my hair & nails done. Outside of working...I am mostly at home. Babying my aching body and my pounding head and attempting to be a good mother.
Last night though...I took the plunge. One of my best friends and her husband are visiting from Missouri, so Jesse & I went out to the bars. Something I am SO glad we did...but am totally regretting it (headwise) today. I am feeling quite shitty due to the one too many Stellas I drank. But sometimes...it just has to be done...and visiting with my BFF's is a situation that is definately worth the pain. It is now 330pm, I have yet to make it out of bed other than to take some pain medication, get an ice pack & make a cup of coffee. However...for my "family" of close friends...I'd do it again in a heartbeat!