St. Patrick’s Day was an amazing success of a night.
Who knew so many people could fit into a quaint Wilson guest house?
And the kicker of the amazing night was that the lovely Gretchen Davis was there!
Gosh, I love this girl.
She’s the girl that’s drinking rum and cokes on St. Paddy’s while everyone else is having car bombs and whiskey drinks. Awesome.
I walk into the party last night and it is a scene… I notice a box of Lucky Charms and laugh at my funny/precious friends cuz I totally know that Dabz [awesome roommate extraordinaire] is responsible for that.
The night continues, the laughs multiply, the dancing steps up…
Wait… Where’s Gretch?
– Is Gretchen standing out on the back porch by herself?
Sure enough.
So I go out there, walk up to her…
– Gretch, what are you doing out here by yourself?
– Eatin’ Lucky Charms……… and lookin’ for Char’s dog.
I don’t really have anything to say to that… just laugh.
Then, from outta nowhere, Gretch gets all fired up, looks at her handful of Lucky Charms and yells…
– THERE’S NO MARSHMALLOWS!!
…throws her handful of Lucky Charms out in the yard and storms back into the house.
I’m laughing so hard as I follow her inside. Char sees us walk in, get a confused look on her face and asks…
– Where’s my dog?
wull hay. 