It was no green beer, but it sure hit the spot. And don’t think Jeff didn’t try his best to find our green food coloring, but with no such luck. Not to worry because after we put Mirabella to bed last night I went out and got us the next best thing. Probably the only thing better than enjoying a shamrock shake on St Patty’s day (next to green beer, green champagne or a green martini, of course) is enjoying one while pregnant when ice cream should be mandatorily given through an IV.
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