Pardon my language but it truly was the only way to get my point across.  As most of you are well aware, Saturday was St. Patricks Day.  I haven’t celebrated in the past few years because it’s fallen on weekday or it’s been too cold out, but THIS year it fell on a Saturday and the weather prediction was warm and sunny.  So the quite elaborate plans came together and went something like this:

– Wear some green.

-Drink all day.

That’s exactly what we did.

This mimosa out of a martini glass was consumed at 10:45 in the morning…

…followed shortly by these red solo cups of beer (because who can survive a walk to the bar without a drink)……and once at the bar (which is 3 blocks from my house) we decided a shot of jameson was the only appropriate thing to do (it’s still not noon)…

…this was about the time I started to remember I wasn’t in college anymore, then I took my shot and forgot again…

…we ended up on a rooftop bar in LoDo for a few hours of basking in the sun and more (unnecessary) beer…

…we then took down some chipotle and started our walk “home” and on our way ran into a familiar face in an unfamiliar outfit…

…and instead of making it home ended up at the same bar we started the morning at with another unfortunate shot of jameson……wait, what’s that over there in the distance…it looks like another bar we can go to with an even higher rooftop patio than this one…

…it is!  Linger was our home for the next several hours and linger we did…until it got dark……and this is where my story ends.

Well technically it ends back at my place with a dance party in the living room but I will spare you those photo’s because they are tragic.  You may notice Jon is missing from all of this.  That’s because he’s smarter than me.  I justified my planned day of drinking the entire week before by saying things like “honey, I’m still young (no i’m not) and I just want to do this one more time before I have to grow up like you!”

What an idiot.

You’ll also notice that my ‘weekend recap’ consists of one day.  That’s because I was in bed on Sunday until 2:45 p.m. and the only reason I didn’t stay there was because I had to go to work.  Oh wait, I did get up once to clean the carpet by my bedside because the glass of wine I thought I needed to bring to bed with me was spilled.  Yes, red wine.

What an idiot.

The stain came out, the headache went away, Jon only mocked me for a few hours and I was reminded once again that I am no longer in college.  Hopefully I can remember that this time.