Erin Go Brah

For many years before I was mrsguy I lived in the same building as an Irish bar.

I loved it three hundred and sixty four days a year. But on St. Patrick's Day I always tried to sleep over at someone else's house so that I'd miss the mayhem.

Tonight I missed another kind of revelry, the St. Patrick's Day celebration with the ukulele band at the Hawaiian restaurant. 

I dubbed it Erin Go Brah.

Instead I spent the night rehearsing with the ladies of Three Letters.

They *also* make me very happy.

Lucky one.