I'm the Mayor of my own Crazy Town. Sheriff, too.
The color originally associated with St. Patrick was blue. The official symbol of ireland is the harp, not a clover. And did you know that I'm a pedantic narcissist?The only way I celebrate St. Patrick's Day is with corn beef and cabbage...which is also not a traditional Irish meal. Dammit! I can't stop this pedantry! But I'm still not worse than people who actually pinch people who aren't wearing green. Those are the worst.
We went to the Irish pub last night. I had cider (that was not green) and I'm wearing a green shirt, so yeah. I'm getting pretty Irish up in here.
I'm going to do the most Irish thing I can think of, get drunk and fight with my wife until both of us are throwing haymakers.**Not really
I think about my dad because he was born on St. Patrick's Day. His nickname was Pat. He was about as far from being Irish as one can get.Love,Janie
We don't really do anything Irish or even pseudo-Irish around my place. But the Mrs. and I always do anniversary stuff! We got married on St. Patrick's day. We didn't plan this; it just worked out by coincidence. But it's great, because I never forget the anniversary. I have a very reliable reminder every year. True story, folks.
Wait a second. Is gin-infused key lime pie a real thing, because I want that pretty damn badly.
I completely bailed on the holiday this year. I just wasn't into it. Does this mean I'm getting... adult-like!?