Don't forget your green

Tomorrow is St.Patrick's Day.

Or green beer day.

Or National Ginger Appreciation Day.

That's what Andy calls it.

Because he's a ginger.

Andy and I went on our first date on St.Patrick's Day.

Nine years ago.

He wasn't wearing green.

But I didn't pinch him.

I didn't kiss him either.

I'm not that kind of girl.

We had frozen yogurt.

His was chocolate and vanilla swirl.

Mine was chocolate with oreo sprinkles.

We went after work, so our date wasn't very long.

But I had a good time.

Clearly.