Okay, to be perfectly honest, I'm HALF Irish.
Yup... my family came to Canada hundreds of years ago.
Both my mother's and father's ancestors were half Irish and half English. (My mother's ancestry has been traced back to Drogheda, Ireland (familiar to anyone who has read or watched The Thorn Birds), father's English side back to Nottingham, England).
Therefore, according to my limited mathmatical skills, that still makes me half Irish.
So I take St. Patrick's Day ver, ver seriously.
Okay, maybe not that serious...
I vaguely know that St. Patrick rid Ireland of snakes.
And, er. Leprechauns have pots of gold they guard with their lives (thank you Bugs Bunny).
And shamrocks and four leaf clovers are good luck.
But the most important thing about today is that I get to wear green, make a huge pot of Irish Stew and dive into those green lime cookies I baked yesterday.
My ancestors -- Gosh and Begora, they'd be proud.
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