It always has a very festive carnival atmosphere. A wild anxious crowd lets their hair down for the first time since New Years. Starting the fun is the crowning of St Urho the night before St. Paddy's Day. The next day, St. Patrick's Day, the late morning parade starts the official kick off of the party. People travel from miles around to be a part of the festivities. It's a great time to see friends from far and near.
The day was warm and sunny almost a spring day for a change. Seems like St. Patrick's Day for what ever reason can be the windiest, rainiest, coldest day. Those cold rainy days would force every one except the very hardiest into the numerous bars located in the business district where the parade route wound up one street and down the next, closing traffic from late morning till the bars closed late at night. Being cold and crowding into the bars isn't all bad. It's virtually wall to wall people. Above all the talking and loud music it's common to hear,"Oh he pinched me" or "if you grope me one more time I'll slap you". Not as common but often heard is, "Ohhhhh that felt good, I'll give you a half hour to stop" or "you felt mine I get to feel yours".
I was stuck working. For the first time in years I couldn't get to the parade to see the crowd and enjoy the street vendor's offerings of corned beef and cabbage, green beer and cheap Irish whiskey. I definitely had spring fever. The day seemed like it was never going to end. It was one thing after another and about the time I was ready to leave I got another call and one more thing to take care of. I finally got finished about 7 and thought to hell with it by this time everyone's had too much to drink and who likes playing catch up to tolerated them. So I headed home.
I was relaxing with a drink and when my cell phone rang. I didn't recognize the number but went ahead and answered it. "Hey Man where the hell are you?" the voice boomed into my ear. The noise in the background told me where the call was coming from. "Hey you better get up here to O'Malley's its great and you're missing all the fun!" I replied," Hey I just got home and don't feel like playing catch up now." "Hey we're all good no need to have to catch", John explained. I reluctantly agreed to venture out.
In a few minutes I walked through the door at O'Malley's. The place was full but not overly crowded. Since it was so nice many people were still outside in the streets drinking, visiting and just having a good time. I see John wave at the far end of the bar. I start making my way that way. As I make my way through the crowd I see Carol, with her long curly red hair, green eyes and a bright smile and she sees me. We have a big old St. Paddy's Day hug with her pressing her curvy voluptuous body against me. My hand slides over her butt. I kiss her cheek and she smiles warmly. We exchange a few words about the day and I move on.
Now Carol and I go back a while. Over the years we ran into each other a few times. She is a little younger and enjoys a younger crowd. Not that neither of us are old by any means. She was between partners and so was I. During our brief meeting in the past we petted some, enough to know that if the opportunity ever came up we'd love taking advantage of it.
Still making my way down the bar and I see Kathy. A warm hug and smiles are easily exchanged. She's tall, thin, long dark hair and dark eyes. Kathy and her husband bought a house I was selling a few years ago and for some reason we ran into each other enough to become social friends. She lost her husband and hasn't remarried. We talk a few minutes; I kiss her cheek and moved on.
Its now past nine o'clock and the place is rocking. The music is loud and the gals have cleared enough of an area in the back to dance. The dance floor is over crowded and very hard to dance at all. John's wife, Lynn shows up with her girlfriends, all of which have had more than enough to drink. My other friend Bill is now very interested in Lynn's friends and is hitting it off real well. Feeling like the third wheel I excuse myself and move down the bar to see Kathy.
I find Kathy near the front door. We try to talk over the noise in the bar and it's all but impossible. I ask her if she'd like to go somewhere else so we can talk. Her reply as she placed her hand high on my thigh, "I'd love too but there are three of us ladies together tonight and we promised each other that we'd stay together." Disappointed I tell her I understand as I move her hand over my slacks pressing it against my semi hard member, she smiles and whispers in my ear," Call me sometime."
Well that little adventure didn't work out like I hoped it would. I looked for Carol without success so I decided to leave. On the way home I stopped for a night cap at a neighborhood bar. It's a quieter scene a good place to relax before going home. I ordered a drink from the bar and sat at a table. Out of no where appeared Carol. She was with another gal that I had met long ago. When I caught her eye, she and her friend came over. I ordered them drinks and we talked about the partying going on uptown. They had been out for most of the day and ready to call it a night. I explained that I was too but wanted to stop for a minute before I went home. Carol told me she was happy I did her green eyes dancing as she talked. Her friend explained she had to work early, excused herself and left. There we were together, Carol and I.
