I was never one to jump on the St. Patricks' Day bandwagon but when you marry into an Irish family (like a real one, from Ireland), then it's not a bandwagon. It's just tradition. Saturday night we had plans to stop by Damien's sister's party, to say hi and then possibly head out for a date night. Max was sleeping at my mom's and we hadn't gone out in Worcester in a while. We ended up spending the entire evening there, listening to music, taking fun pictures and enjoying the company. It's always so much fun to be around family, especially on such a fun holiday with such a fun family.