Sunday St. Paddy’s Day!

It’s that day when we wear green, pretend to be Irish (to be fair, I do have some Irish in my ancestry) and drink green beer. But since I don’t drink … ginger ale dyed green, maybe?

He’s a better dancer than I am.
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I don’t blame ya, pup. But he did drive the snakes from Ireland. Of course, National Geographic says there weren’t any then and aren’t now …
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This is why I don’t drink. People might take embarrassing pictures of me and post them online.
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Ah, the ol’ Irish setter blessing …
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That’ll teach him to try to steal me lucky charms!
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True. But if you have a cat, you have a window of about a second to take a picture.
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You might want to get your lucky Band-Aids.
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I think this leprechaun is broken.
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I like to be sneaky and wear just a little bit of green in a not-obvious place. Kermit, though …
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15 thoughts on “Sunday St. Paddy’s Day!

  1. St. Patrick was smart to set about driving the snakes out of Ireland, since some historians say there were never any snakes there. I think his primary achievement was inventing green beer, though I haven’t been able to confirm that.

    Speaking of snakes and islands. when I moved to Hawaii, I was delighted to learn there were no snakes there (nor St. Patrick). Rats had been a long-time problem, however, so some clever person had imported mongooses to rid the island of rats. Turns out that rats are nocturnal while mongooses are diurnal, so they have continued to coexist happily ever since.

    I was initially uncertain about the plural of mongoose–mongooses or mongeese–so I asked an old Hawaiian man, who told me the plural was “plenty mongoose.” I’ve used mongooses in this comment since it makes spellcheck happy.

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  2. I don’t have any green clothes and I don’t have to pretend to be Irish or part-Irish because some of my ancestors came here from Ireland. My grandmother’s original surname was “Malone” before she married my grandfather and Malone is an Irish surname. Also, I have tried Irish beer (Guinness) and whiskey (both Jameson’s and Tullamore Dew). I didn’t like either one.

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    • I do have some green clothes, but I like to maybe wear a pin with green on it or, like today, wear a green ponytail holder. That way if some pinches me, I get to pinch them back. 😏

      I’ve got a little bit of just about everything, but I did find Irish and Irish-by-way-of-Canada when I looked into my genealogy.

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  3. A friend jokingly told me on Facebook that there are no vending machines in Dublin because Saint Patrick drove all of the snacks out of Ireland.

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  4. According to some of my older relatives, my ancestor named Malone was a farmer who was cheated out of his land by an Englishman because my ancestor was Irish and Roman Catholic. He emigrated here in 1774 and became what they called an indentured servant. When a certain War started in 1776, he enlisted in the Army because he saw it as a chance to get revenge on the English. He survived the War and got married and had some children. One of his sons moved to the new state of Tennessee. The Malones were still living in south central Tennessee when another War ended in 1865. They weren’t popular or well liked by their neighbors because they were Union sympathizers so they moved across the border to northern Alabama. Since the Malones were still Union sympathizers and still unpopular, after a few years they moved all of the way west to Texas and settled down on a farm a few miles outside of Wichita Falls.

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  5. If you would like to listen to some genuine Irish music today, I recommend that you go to YouTube and listen to the Brock-McGuire Band.

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