Years ago, I would have celebrated St. Patrick's Day at a club drinking greens shots with Kelly. Man, I miss her! The one downfall to living in this great state, so far away from the rest of the world. (so it seems).
This is how Cali ended the day. (We were trying to get a picture for a card for Grandma Phyllis)
Me, I spent the final moments remembering good friends and good times.