When I was 16, I used to wear a button on my backpack that said World's cutest leprechaun. I was pretty cool. Today I'm wearing a plastic shamrock that has been in our family for many years. Michael is wearing another button I dug up, one that claims he is an Honourary leprechaun. He also gets to attend a St. Paddy's Day potluck at lunch. Lucky. He made a corned beef, potato and sauerkraut dish in our slow cooker over night, which was a strange smell to wake up to. Aside from sampling the beef, I honoured the day by reading Belfast's 'new troubles' are really no trouble from the Saturday Globe & Mail over breakfast, an optimistic story. If you want to get up to something a little cheerier, I recommend making these chocolate whiskey and beer cupcakes and sharing one with me.