This is a day for corned beef and cabbage.
A day to wear orange if your protastant or green if your catholic.
A day to drink a Shamrock shake.
A day to scrounge the yard for a three leaf clover.
A day to not get pinched.
A day to get kissed.
And a day to pronounce scone the right way (rhyme it with lawn).
And you may ask, how is it you know all these tid bits? Being half Irish, I was brought up being taught to wear orange. My dad immigrated from N. Ireland. And little did I know that being a child of an immigrant, I have dual citizenship too. Anyone want to take a trip? :)
Happy St. Paddy's Day!!
Oh baby, I'm so in. You know I'll be nanny any time you need me to. :)
ReplyDeleteI have been cyber-pinched today too. Crazy freak forgot to wear anything remotely Irish. I even have like 1/16th in me too. Sigh.
I think I'd leave the kids here. This is a non-kids trip. Free room and board. Stay B&B's. Tour the coast. Get ice cream in Port Stewart at the place with an Italian name. Walk out on Giant's Causeway...breath the sea air and eat some dulce!!
ReplyDeleteI think your 1/16 is your feistiness. Though you are more than 1/16 feisty. :)
Oh that sounds like such an excellent trip.
ReplyDeleteHow bout...we just tour with you!?! :) I like ice cream too.
I had the shamrock shake!
ReplyDeleteAre they as good as I've heard?
ReplyDeleteyes! scone (scawn)!! i knew we were soul mates, jean! :)
ReplyDeleteA Irish Michigander. How delightful. Loved your St. Patrick's day post. And I'm ready to go to Ireland at the drop of a hat--wouldn't even care if I had any luggage! What part of Northern Ireland did your father immigrate from, which of the 6 counties?
ReplyDeleteOh Heather, you've relieved my heart. Another "scawn sayer"!! yay!
ReplyDeleteacp: He's from Londonderry. My parents are actually leaving next week for two weeks for a wedding over there. I asked if I could hide in a suitcase..
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