After Katie's wedding on Saturday night (Em was the Matron of Honor, which may explain the 'do), we ventured to an Irish bar for some late night dancing. Em and I danced to the Irish version of Gin and Juice AND Callin' Baton Rouge. Life doesn't get much better than that!
Unless you suddenly find yourself dancing with a real life Leprechaun...
Em and I both had the pleasure of dancing with the jolly little guy. He was just so small and his hands were so tiny. I felt like I could pick him up and throw him across the bar, but he was a gentle Leprechaun and it turns out his name was also Chris.
Until next time, Leprechaun Chris...
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