Shades of Green

Unlike the shades of green currently being endured at our friend Sarah's house, I'm talking about the kind of green you see on St. Patrick's Day. We celebrated with matching green shirts (Bruce and Sam), various colored foods (tasted better than they looked), a 5K that was only upsetting to one of us (Sam), and an adult beverage that was not green but was certainly Irish. Let's begin our tour of the day.

For breakfast? Green pancakes. Not my best idea. I'll not show you my attempt at making one in the shape of a four-leaf clover.





Sam doesn't totally have his colors down yet, so he couldn't argue with me that these weren't exactly green.

Then Sam and I were off to a 5K at UNC with my friend Logan. Sam had a really great time, because everyone thought he was THECUTESTHINGEVER.


I know.


Sam and Logan


Thanks a lot, Ramses! Is this not pitiful? Sam is clearly a Duke fan.


Post long-run smoothie? A homemade Shamrock shake for Bruce, with a little one for Sam. Bruce thought it was just OK. Sam thought it was awesome and called it "ice cream." My version was a healthy take on McDonald's: vanilla greek yogurt, blended with honey, ice, mint extract, and, of course, green food coloring. I guess I should have added more food coloring, because these were the same sickly shade as my pancakes.


My leprechauns having a treat at the Marry Durham festival downtown.


And Bruce's St. Patrick's Day dessert: a Guinness float. I learned my lesson and didn't try to color it green.