I thought I heard something about Shamrock Shakes up in here...
Oh. My. Goodness.
So, last February when I was in the hospital the day I had my daughter, when I finally stopped throwing up from the drugs they were giving me and they let me eat something (well, it was actually more of a situation where I told them to feed me or else...ahem...), the only thing that sounded good to me was a Shamrock shake. But it was the beginning of February. So I figured there was no way I could get one. However, even knowing they weren't available yet, I sent my husband out for one...and I dunno how it happened, but he came back with one.
Maybe God was preventing me from committing a heinous crime that night...
So anyway, there's a story with a happy ending....
Wow, I should really eat dinner.