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3.17.2010

Shamrocks and Such

It's March 17th already?

I have always loved St. Patrick's Day. Not for any particular reason, but I can remember when I was younger getting excited about wearing green so I didn't get pinched! Being older I also enjoy drinking a green beer once a year. As I was reading some St. Patty's themed blogs this morning I realized that I have no idea why we celebrate this holiday. This poses a problem considering I'm dating a guy who is very proud of his Irish heritage. So off to Wikipedia I went to educate myself on the holiday's origin...and oh happy day, you get to learn too!
Here's my version with a little twist...


First things first, St. Patrick's Day is named after Saint Patrick. Who is Saint Patrick you ask? He was born into a wealthly Romano-British family in the fifth century. When he was sixteen he was kidnapped by some mean Irish raiders (of course they were mean, they kidnapped him didn't they?!) and taken to Ireland to be a slave. But sometime later, God told him in a dream to run to the coast and hop on a ship to come back to Britain (sounds simple enough). Soon after, he became a priest (perhaps to show his thanks to God for this eye opening dream?).

Then in 432, Saint Patrick says he was called back to Ireland to save the Irish. Save as in Salvation. God is funny like that...He'll take you back somewhere to do something you NEVER thought you'd be able to do! I mean, think about how Saint Patrick must have felt...God says hey Saint take a ride back on over to Ireland. I have some people over there I want you to share the Good News with. I can only imagine his fear. But being a faithful follower, he went and God used him to convert lots and lots of people. Get ready here comes the shamrock part! One of Pat's teaching methods included the shamrock. He used it to explain the Trinity...God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit (very clever Patty!). He continued to spread the Gospel for about 30 years then he died on March 17, 461!

OK, so we have the date part down...here comes the green. Originally, the color blue was associated with the holiday because of it's symbolism for Ireland (you can read more about that here). Then, one day it changed (I don't know when and it's really not clear). The wearing of green ribbons and shamrocks (because of the trinity) can be dated back to as early as the 17th century. The wearing of green can also be associated with the song
"The Wearing of the Green"
which was done by Irish soldiers in the 1798 rebellion in hopes to catch the attention of political leaders. It was their fashion statement.


Alright, so now we know the date and the color. How about the history of the events on the holiday? It's been celebrated for a long time, say since before the 1600s. It's been said that it served as a break during Lent to drink beer and such. It is now recognizing as a feast day on the calendar of saints. However, it wasn't until 1903 that St. Patrick's Day became an official holiday in Ireland (this surprises me). At one point in time, pubs were actually ordered to close on the 17th because drinking got so out of hand, but you'll be happy to know it was repealed in the 1970s. Although secular celebrations now exist, the holiday remains a religious observance in Ireland, for both the Roman Catholic Church and Church of Ireland. It was in the 1990s that Ireland began to use the holiday to showcase its history and culture. They setup a group called St. Patrick's Festival with the goal to:
Offer a national festival that ranks amongst all of the greatest celebrations in the world and promote excitement throughout Ireland via innovation, creativity, grassroots involvement, and marketing activity.

— Provide the opportunity and motivation for people of Irish descent, (and those who sometimes wish they were Irish) to attend and join in the imaginative and expressive celebrations.

— Project, internationally, an accurate image of Ireland as a creative, professional and sophisticated country with wide appeal, as we approach the new millennium.
The first festival was held in 1996 on March 17th, of course. Each year it has grown by leaps and bounds, with last year's attendance reaching around 1 million people!

Is your brain growing? Another fun tradition that you might of heard of....The Kissing of the Blarney Stone. You can learn more about that here, and read a funny story about it over at Daydream Believer.


Happy St. Patrick's Day!!

5.12.2009

Happy 3rd Anniversary!

Three years ago today, I graduated from college. It's really hard to believe. Time has passed so fast...so much has happened since then.

Let's reminisce...

College graduation is a little different than high school. Besides the obvious things, working a lot harder to get there, costing more money, getting a bigger diploma, etc., this is when you finally enter the real world.

I'll never forget about March of 2006 it really started to hit me. I started applying for 'real jobs', preparing for graduation, finishing up classes, and FREAKING out! I couldn't believe that I had been in school since I was 5 years old and I was going to be done. Done. DONE! Yes, this is very exciting, but also very scary. So, like most 'I'm fixing to be a college graduate' do, I decided I would stay and get my Masters. Why not? It would be more beneficial to me and more importantly I didn't have to join the real world yet, right? Well, I thought so, but my father was on a different page. Though short, I will never forget that conversation.

"Dad, I have been thinking that I'm going to stay in school and get my Masters." In my head I'm thinking he is going to be so proud and happy that I want to work hard and further my education.

His response was a little different than I had planned..."Great...I'll NEVER retire!"

I was extremely lucky that my parents were able to pay for my college. So his response isn't a bad one. I can see that now. ha ha. I didn't stay to get my Masters and I turned out okay. It might be something to plan for in the future, but that will have to come out of my pockets. Oh, and by the way he is retired now, so rest easy.

May 12, 2006 was an awesome day!

Me, my dad, and step mom.

My mother and I.


After graduation, friends and family gathered at the house for a tropical celebration. Tropical because I left for Jamaica the next day for a nice get away!


Me and my (then) soon to be sister-in-law...


My brother and I.


Mary & Tracy.


Happy as all get out! I have no clue why! ;o)


I was missing mother's day that Sunday, so we celebrated a few days early. This is My mom, me, and my step dad.

2.10.2009

Nothing's Changed.

I'm still this bossy little girl at heart...

but I wear it with a smile!


if he isn't driving...

he has to have the front seat.


and my Mom is still the most beautiful women in the world to me.


My UJ sent these to me today and I just love them. They are from July 1986.

9.04.2008

Happy Birthday, Dad!

Yesterday was my Dad's birthday. I made a butter pecan cake with butter cream icing (a request) for the celebration. The grand kids even came along to wish him a happy birthday!



Then we got side tracked playing with Chance. He loved the ribbon off Dad's present.






And as an extra present for my Dad, I'm finally going to post the video of a Zepplin cover band with an orchestra I watched from my Mom's balcony in Baltimore. It's only a month late! Oh and just some advice...don't actually watch the video, just listen. My camera skills weren't the greatest on this one. ;)


"Black Dog"

4.23.2008

I Don't Know What I'd Do Without You

Landry,

My darling boy. You have been my constant companion for a while now. You are my best friend. You don't talk back (except a little bark here and there), you don't offer advice when you know I don't need it, you are there when I'm happy and when times aren't so good and I'm crying. You love me no matter if I get home at 5 or 8pm, as long as I come. You don't call and say where are you, you're late, hurry up! and I love you for that. You are excited every time you see me even if I just left the room. You curl up next to me like there is no better place in the whole world for you to be. You aren't too good at fetch, but it's your effort that I love. You think you are bigger than any other dog you meet and act as such. Your "ferocious" bark makes me laugh. You love everyone you meet, especially little kids. In fact, besides your Pappy, they're your favorite. I love to see how happy you make little Ryder when you run around and let him chase you. When he was little you kept close watch on him and hurried over if you heard him make just a tiny sound. It is so cute how you worry. Even though you drive me crazy about a mile out from your Grandparent's or Uncle and Aunt's, I love how excited you get just by feeling the turns in the road and never fail to know where we are going. It never fails that right after you get a bath you go outside and roll around in the grass and get dirty again. I know without a doubt you would be an outside dog if I would let you. Well little one, we love you too and you will never know much you mean to me.

Mommy

2.04.2008

Thanks Mom & Dad!

I know I don't say it enough, but I appreciate all you do for me. Their latest good deed:


now I can really dig down deep into sewing! I plan on stocking up on some supplies tonight and getting started on my next project.