Showing posts with label St Patrick's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label St Patrick's Day. Show all posts

Thursday, March 17, 2011

St Patrick's Day

Wish I could say I had really great memories of St.Patrick's Day partying. Hmm. Sure, I drank green beer, once upon a galaxy--far, far away. I even sipped a green screwdriver.
There was one St. Patty's Day a chum of mine and I met this one guy. He was of Asian descent, and said is name was Patrick O'Banyon. Well, it could have been. We all just laughed and toasted with a shot of some kind of alchohol laced beverage.
My mom once told me, I have ancestors from Ireland. Maybe I do. I've not had much luck with my 'roots' finding on Mom's side.
On St. Patrick's Day 2008, I closed on this house. What a day. Just situations--good and bad with the house. I've yet to paint the walls...
St. Patty's Day 2011--over 80 degrees, wind blows, windows open. College student. Making business plan--small, yet a plan. Leadership skills come more to the front. Cats purr. Good friends. Birthday on April 8.
Ahh, wish I could tell you more about partying on this Day o' Green.
In a way
I think I am~

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Seems

Like I missed yesterday so: Happy Belated St Patrick's Day everyone!
Instead of the partake of green ale--and I just recalled one year, I sipped on green screwdrivers-I spent St Patty's Day in a back room throwing out junk. Spring cleaning I guess. Quite over due--trust me. I'm not too sure which Spring I'm cleaning for!

Wouldn't call myself a 'hoarder' I just ignored this whole back bedroom. :) Began to search boxes--yes, boxes that have sit there since I moved into the house two years ago. Honestly, I'd gone thru the boxes and pulled out what I needed-yet never really put the contents in its one space. I recall when I began to pack up to move to this house, I told myself I would throw away what I didn't need once I got IN the house. Ironically, I closed on this house on March 17, 2008 and had no clue it would this long to get this done.

Amazed what I found like a VHS of "....when Harry Met Sally." I don't have a VCR hooked up to my DVR. Which goes back to this back bedroom plan I've had for...oh, two years...Put a futon, just in case for guests, and TV hooked up just for the VCR. And I want a treadmill in there too-for an ornament :)

Also found copies of the newspaper Bear had been editor for. I re-read a couple articles he wrote, and recalled how good a writer he is. Plus, I smiled, because I'd forgotten in those early days of Bear and the paper, he would send me his articles to edit. I got really jealous of Bear and the paper too, however that's another post!

Books I'd forgotten about. A good-bye card from co-workers when I left the company I'd been with for 9 1/2 years to go to the one I'll now be 7 years in June. My first photos of Donny Osmond, when when we both were 16. Photos of pets long since gone. Cards signed by my dad. In a photo album, of my late uncle's, there was a grocery store receipt of $17 from 1948, for his mom--my grandmother who died before I was born.

Lotsa stuff to relish in and lotsa stuff to get by the curb. So glad tomorrow is trash day.

And SO glad Blue Bell Tin Roof Ice Cream awaits...




Tuesday, March 17, 2009

St Patrick's Day


Back in day--more like back in another century, I fast track to pubs and such after work to be a midst of major partake of a frosty beverage: green beer. Yep. Green beer ran over my taste buds. Had a phobia of drinking a green liquid (hey, I also don't care for green gelatin either), so I switched to green screwdrivers. More potent. At the time it made perfect sense! :) Oh, and of course, we just couldn't drink that much or that long, because after all--work tomorrow.

Whatever.

Pubs closed at 2 am. We'd leave at 2:05 am. Stop at fast food joint. Wait in line at the drive thru, behind others with the same idea. One time, as we waited our turn, the person I was with fell asleep behind the wheel. Only God's grace got us home, with our Jack in the Box egg rolls in tow.

Do I miss those days? At times, I do. Back in those sometimes stupid behaviour times, yet oh so quite fun and smilin' more of the time times. Memories everywhere.

And if a cat looks at you like this: pour the beer out..NOW.

On this St Patrick's Day 2009--be careful and be safe.

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