St. Patrick's Day 2011

I'm not Irish. Neither is M. I know absolutely nothing about why St. Patrick's day is celebrated. I've lived my entire life in Texas and have never once traveled down to lower Greenville to watch the huge parade that gets put on. Never even thought about it. But this year was going to be different because M and I got invited to my friend from school Kim's annual St. Patty's day party.

Looking back on it I feel a little silly because I built up this whole party idea to my mom and M by telling them that Kim lived right off Greenville and we were going to be able to "practically see the parade from her house." M was particularly interested in this because he's not from Texas and has always wanted to see the parade. Um, so that wasn't so much the case. We took the Dart rail down and ended up having to walk 12 blocks to Kims house only to realize that not only were we not going to be able to see the parade but we weren't even going to be close enough to hear the damn parade.

None the less we had a fabulous time and I'm thinking that the Irish really know what's up. It was such a fun day getting to hang out with all my friends from school outside of school. Plus the weather was beautiful and everyone was in a great mood.

{sporting our green}

{my mom the chameleon, you can take her anywhere and she fits in}

{my mom and her BF kicked ass at beer pong}

{fun friends!}

{Taylor with Kim's sweet puppy Bailey}

Just a side note, my friend Kim from school just got two puppies and named them Lola and Bailey before she knew my dogs names. We also grew up in the same area and went to the same high school (she's two years younger) And we got sat next to each other the first day of class. I think that's a sign from above that we were destine to be great friends. I'm going to catch you up on the past few weeks in another post. It's been crazy busy to say the least.