St. Patty’s Day is one of my favorite holidays because any holiday that centers around alcohol and acting like a fool is awesome.  St. Patty’s Day in New Orleans is great all by itself, but when I’m with someone who I actually enjoy spending time with, it’s even better.

Last year I was living in New Orleans and spent St. Patty’s Day with Rocketman who turned out to be a freak and a liar, but I still had a good time that night.  I drank until I passed out and a good time was had by all.  To me that equals a successful St. Patty’s celebration.

This year was a little different.  I still spent it in New Orleans, but this time I was actually with a decent guy.  We hung out, went and saw a great band at a really cool bar, and drank lots of incredibly good beer.  I was a very happy girl.  Good beer, good guy, good music.  It doesn’t get better than that.

The guy that I went with shall forever after be called…hmmm…damn, Musicman is already taken.  Let’s call him Teacher.  He’s a music teacher, hence the name, and so far we have tons in common, can talk about anything, and the physical attraction is definitely there.

So Teacher and I had our third date Saturday, and it turned into our fourth I suppose, because I didn’t get back home until late Sunday night.  Now I’m back home, back to work, and ready for my fifth date with Teacher on Friday night. 🙂  Until then…

Happy humping!