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St. Patty Party!

Happy St. Patricks Day everybody!

I have had so much to post about recently, and I'm awaiting the pictures for several of these items, but in the meantime.....

My wonderful, dearest, mother, who always cares about me oh-so-much, decided to send a FANTASTIC St. Patricks Day party box.  It got here last week, and we've been eagerly awaiting for the festivities to commence!



We had the party at my girlfriend's apartment (yes, I have a girlfriend--her name is Rebecca and she's amazing :-)) with her roommates, Shelby and Clarissa.  Taylor, my rommmate, asked Shelby out and Clarissa had a date with an old friend already planned, so it worked out perfectly!

The night started with everyone getting there and us making Irish soda bread.  wWe had two loaves, one with cherries and one with chocolate chips.  In hindsight, we probably should have mixed the two, because guess which loaf was the more popular ;-)?  There's nothing like smelling delicious soda bread while you're playing drinking games. :-)  We had some variation on the drinking games.  We played lemonade pong, rather than beer pong, with essentially the same results.  Throw a ping pong ball, land it in the cup, the other people drink, and eventually they get sick from drinking so much.  We didn't think about it before, but we made a LOT of lemonade.  As in there were six of us, and we made six quarts.  It was couples against couples, so Rebecca and I were throwing at Clarissa and Jamen's cups, they were throwing at Taylor and Shelby's cups, and Taylor and Shelby were throwing at our cups.  Rebecca and I DESTROYED.


We knocked out Clarissa and Jamen first (as you can see, I think they were happy about it because of all the lemonade they had had to drink :-)), and then we took over their spot and proceeded to knock out Shelby and Taylor.  When Shelby was struggling to finish the first one, we knew that she was going to have trouble :-), but she powered through.  Yours truly sunk TEN balls into cups, and Rebecca played well too.  We were definitely the power couple.  I wish I had taken pictures of the whole event, but we were too focused on the game!



In the meantime the soda bread came out, and it was delicious.

Shelby and Taylor


Next we played "Don't Blow the Joker".  A deck of cards is placed on top of a bottle (in this case a root beer bottle), and you have to blow all of the cards off until there is only the joker, which is placed at the bottom,  on the bottle.  This was more of a team effort; we just wanted to see somebody make it.  We all gave it several tries, and in some cases it looked like we were getting a little personal with the cards, but none of us could get it.  Finally, Taylor was like: "I'm doing this,"  and finally ended up with just the joker on the top of the bottle!

I'm pretty sure he earned some brownie points with Shelby for that. :-)  We finished the night by watching a movie, all dressed in our green Irish finery.  It really was a blast and was an awesome way to celebrate the Irish holiday with a bang.  

Sláinte!



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  1. It looks like so much fun! Good job, Cheese, representing the Irish there in Provo :-)

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