It's A St. Patrick's Day Miracle!

So I just got back from Mesa, where my Uncle Chris got married (congratulations, Chris!). I'd never witnessed a civil wedding outside my own sister's, so it was kind of neat to see Chris and Kellie take communion and have a harmonizing duo sing songs of togetherness and love and all that right in the middle of the ceremony. The reception was beautiful and everything afterwards, but the real party was later on that night when the whole gang went back to my Aunt Jennifer's house. Cause they had a margarita machine.

Sometimes it's hilarious to be Irish, and my extended family did their heritage justice last night. Everything's funnier, louder, and more enjoyable when most people are just a little bit tipsy. Thanks, Bliven family! It was fun to see you all again!

And, Josh--they're very keen to meet you. Good luck. ;)

On the drive back home, I discovered that my iPod touch's applications, which for some mysterious reason have never worked, suddenly started working. Now I can play useless games and light up the screen like a flashlight (I promise that's a real app--it can also flash strobe lights of red, green, and blue). It's a Christmas miracle! Speaking of which, why do we isolate miracles that occur around Christmas as Christmas miracles? Are Christmas miracles more important than miracles that take place on an regular days?Maybe it was a Thanksgiving miracle, but it just took us a while to notice it. Or do miracles even occur on regular days? If it's a non-Christmas miracle, do we call it just a plain-old "miracle", or does it have a title, like "non-holiday-denominational miracle of average importance"?

I don't know what I'm saying. But, um...oh yeah, my iPod works. And...I love drunks?

Why am I writing this again?