I'm 3/4 Irish and green is my favorite color. Need I say more?
I'm usually the winner for the amount of green worn on St. Patrick's, and it's always easy for me because my wardrobe contains A LOT of green.
Once, sophomore year in High School, I got in a Who's-Wearing-The-Most-Green contest with a fellow St.Patty's Enthusiast. I won because he was a guy, and I can wear more articles of clothing. :P
Corned beef and cabbage is pretty great. I remember Grandma cooking it when I was younger and being afraid to eat it. Now I love it, and Jeremiah is afraid to eat it. :)
Aside from the green loving and shamrock toting, St. Patrick's day always gives me cause to reflect on my family.
I would love to go to Ireland someday and see what it is like. Meet the people. I watched a movie Tuesday (Once) that was about an Irish singer, and I feel like I would fit in there pretty well.
I also start wondering about my dad and his side of the family. I met him once when I was seven and remember nothing. They are Irish. I wonder what it would be like if things were different, if I had known any of them. I'm super happy with my life, and don't have those "daddy issues", but sometimes I just wonder about the other half of my chromosomes.
Anyways, happy St. Patrick's Day everyone! And thanks for everyone who wore green ;)
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