Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Well, its that time of year again. On my way into work I saw tourists trickling into town, walking with their dogs in green bandannas and trailing their suitcases behind them. People are still sober, but that will all change tonight when crazies start setting up camp in the medians of the parade route. So raise a glass, enjoy the open container policy we all know and love and have a good time this weekend! As my Dad likes to say about good times, "Enjoy them while you can." By the way, we're not open tomorrow, but here's to sad love songs, happy war cries, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow bag!

 From left to right: Moss Ball for all that green, Liqueur and Limonade Pillow (parfait for today), baby bathtub for all that gin, knitted doll (queen of the leprechauns perhaps?) suitcases for traveling far from the cold and the damp, rainbow bag for all that gold.

Happy St. Patrick's Day! and all that craic.

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