As I was standing in the shower this morning thinking about what to wear for work, and how I needed to incorporate green into my outfit; I had a big of a flashback to my former St Patrick’s days. I remember being in Mrs. Rumpca’s class and her drawing green shamrocks on our hands with a magic marker if we forgot to wear green.
I also remember as a kid “hunting” the people who were not wearing green to make them “pay” for forgetting. I once pinched my cousin Joe because he had no visible green as I was studying his outfit. He then pinched me back twice as hard and showed me the waistband of his green underwear.
Then there were the college days where green took on a whole new meaning. Green Beer was available by the pitcher and we would dance the night away to Third Frate (our favorite cover band) and in the morning regret the Green beer choice.
So, in the spirit of good Ole St. Pat; I dug out my green sweater, tank top, argyle socks and tacky shamrock earrings and put them on and thanked God that I look good in Green!
Happy St. Patties day to all! Drink your green beer and eat your potatoes and above all be Merry!
I also remember as a kid “hunting” the people who were not wearing green to make them “pay” for forgetting. I once pinched my cousin Joe because he had no visible green as I was studying his outfit. He then pinched me back twice as hard and showed me the waistband of his green underwear.
Then there were the college days where green took on a whole new meaning. Green Beer was available by the pitcher and we would dance the night away to Third Frate (our favorite cover band) and in the morning regret the Green beer choice.
So, in the spirit of good Ole St. Pat; I dug out my green sweater, tank top, argyle socks and tacky shamrock earrings and put them on and thanked God that I look good in Green!
Happy St. Patties day to all! Drink your green beer and eat your potatoes and above all be Merry!
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