In good old Irish tradition the skies are grey over Dublin on St Patrick’s Day, but at least it isn’t raining anymore. And while tourists and kids are craning their necks and getting their eyes poked out by umbrella spokes trying to catch a glimpse of the Paddy’s Day parade, I am at home lounging around in my PJs.
As a kid my parents took my sister and me down to O’Connell Street and I do vaguely remember wet days, marching bands, small floats and cold feet. But those were the pre-boom era parades, now they have gone a little bit over the top with samba-dancers turning blue while shaking their hips to samba beats in the Irish weather and international marching bands putting on a display.
Nowadays I like to stay home, enjoy a day off and enjoy just being home. But a pair of shamrock socks are my little nod to Saint Patrick.
Hello, Scarlett Blog said:
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
I have been thinking of you today. My sister posted some pictures of Dublin from her visit there this past year. I have on my shirt with a shamrock on it, very simple, but, to me, the day honors who I am all year, a proud Irish American, second generation American, but still very, very Irish. Hope you have a relaxing day off… what’s for dinner for you? Here they make corned beef and cabbage and potatoes. It’s always too much food for hubby and I, so, today, it’s meatloaf and macaroni salad. I told him it wasn’t Irish, but at least it was made by an Irish girl… he chuckled. Have a great day.
Oh dinner … some potatoes I think with something … why not mix in some pesto and carrots and hey presto your salad will be the Irish flag! I am enjoying myself, being completely lazy… another Irish trait – we do know how to relax
I remember when I was little, we went to a church festival and I had won two lei’s. One green, one orange and I put them on together. My mom leaned down and told me that I shouldn’t wear orange and green together or the banshee’s would haunt me. I was scared for days and wouldn’t look out a window at night for fear I would see a banshee… Enjoy your potatoes… ❤
Lounging in pjs sounds nice. And your socks are just perfect. I had to make sure I wore green on St. Patrick’s Day otherwise I would have been subjected to lots of pinches, being an elementary teacher does come with some unexpected and strange hazards.