Most of you know I'm a mixed breed. While mostly greasy dago, I do have a bit of the green blood in me. 25% to be exact. I celebrated St Patrick's Day early last night when I found an old bottle of unopened Jim Beam in the basement while cleaning and gleefully showed my wife. She wasn't as thrilled. Wasting no time I got to slamming some down. needless to say I slept well last night.
I don't really do anything for St Patrick's Day. I love Irish music and dancing and the red hair and pale skin of an Irish lass. I enjoy reminding my kids to wear green to school lest they get pinched and also reminding them that they too have a little bit of the Irish in 'em. Potatoes are right up there on my favorite foods list as well. I guess the fourth of me that is Irish is stereotypical.
So to all of you out there...
have a Happy St Patrick's Day!
Happy one back at ya, Digger.
:-) Yep, I'm an American mutt and my percentage of Irish weighs in so small I may have already bled it out the last papercut I got.
Though I was married for 16 years to a 2nd generation Irish American..making the daughters a tad over 50% Irish.
I sent a large care-package to youngest Siobhan of all sorts of St. Patty's day decorations for her dorm room.
Durnation ... I HAVE to fix my turntable, wasn't able to play my Clancy Brothers records last night. :-(
Posted by: Darleen on March 18, 2006 01:11 PM
Oh BTW... the twin grandsons' dad is half Italian... the boys have t-shirts that read:
WARNING... Irish temper and Italian Attitude
Posted by: Darleen on March 18, 2006 01:14 PM
Hehe, I always tell people to watch out when I get drunk cuz then the Irish kicks in.
Which isn't really true, when I get drunk the Italian kicks in and the ladies need to watch out ;)
Posted by: Digger on March 21, 2006 09:17 AM
