Happy St. Patrick's Day!
When you grow up attending parochial school as I did, March 17th was a big, big day. Various shades of green appeared on blue uniforms, grey blazers...and black habits...it was a day of celebration for the nuns who taught me! I have no doubt that their evening meal was a "boiled dinner" complete with a mug of green beer. Yes, the good sisters imbibed...I've seen it with my own eyes!
I have wonderful memories of those days spent with these good women. Much maligned, the nuns I encountered were fun, and kind, and excellent educators. They ran tight ships. The elementary school I attended in Northern Virginia had an enrollment of twenty two hundred...that's a lot of kids to keep in line! Maybe someday I'll share with you my stories from my boarding school days. I "lived" with seven wonderful nuns and forty nine other girls, in a beautiful old mansion turned school, in the lovely old city of Lynchburg, Virginia. It was magic!
Beanie O'Greenie is a St. Paddy's Day staple at our house...he always makes an appearance.
Silly napkins are also part of our celebration.
I sent my husband off this morning wearing a Kelly green tie with navy dots. I shamed him into it, saying his Irish mother was looking down and would be very disappointed were he not to show his heritage this fine morning. He smiled and complied. As with any holiday, Annie is excited and in the festive mode...she's all about the green today!
However you choose to celebrate...have a wonderful day!
Enjoy the day,