Today is St. Patrick’s Day, but unlike my younger self, I will not be partaking in green spirits. See, fourteen years ago Kelly and I went on our first date. The movie was Final Destination, and we went to Perkins Restaurant afterwards. I had no idea then that I would still be with her fourteen years later, that we’d be living in Kansas City, and that we’d have so many animals.
To mildly celebrate, I made a shamrock shaped pizza for dinner. The leafs didn’t come out quite like I wanted after being baked, but no complaints with the taste!