I love St. Patrick's day, but not for any predictable reason.
Thirty-six years ago today, an 85-lb woman and a 110-lb man were married in a Greek Orthodox church somewhere in California. The bride wore cream, then peacock blue. Her hair was glamorously piled up; his massive collar pointed down.
A year later, the tiny couple would have a suitable 8-lb baby who would grow up to be much taller and fatter than either of them.
The end. ;)