Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Happy St. Patrick’s Day! ☘️

I don’t drink usually but I have always kinda loved this holiday… it was “mine” 💚🍀… 🇮🇪

I am Irish … well I’m Irish American… I’ve never been to Ireland … but I look very Irish, and I was raised very Irish… and my name is extremely Irish!!!

I have reddish hair, more freckles than you could ever count in one lifetime, my eyes are a blue green… and even my name is extremely Irish.

Once when I was a little girl, about 3 or 4… I was at a mall with my parents … we were using the elevator… an elderly couple got in with us, the elderly woman took one look at me and said “My she looks as Irish as Patty’s pigs” 😳🤨 Lol – to which they all laughed hysterically 🤨…

Well I thought they were saying I looked like a pig 🤨😠 lol… I definitely do not lol … but I had never heard that expression until that moment

And my parents laughed hysterically because they called me Patty and I was indeed Irish 🤨

As a little kid… I was so offended lol 😄😄 I so remember that!!!

I have heard every Irish joke known to man kind 🤨😄… they gave me the absolute MOST Irish name humanly possible!!

So here I am … a little girl with a reddish tint to her hair, my mother always had in 2 ponytails, tons of freckles and when I smile… you can’t see my eyes 🤨😄😄 … so yeah let’s give her the most Irish name of all lol

So yeah… have heard every Irish joke imaginable! People who meet me instantly know I am Irish right away… even before they know my name!

My family thought it was adorable… took me some time to fully grasp and adore it. I do now…

I never liked being called Patty… especially with the last name I have … oh my gosh! And Patty used to make me feel like I am 5… I switched to a different nickname by middle school… that helped not having to hear so many Irish jokes, they still happened anyway – but not as much

But as I remember back… I miss hearing Patty… my grandparents and my dad refused to call me anything else … I was their Patty 💚 … it brings me back

And I always claimed St. Patrick’s (or as I like to call it… St. Patty’s lol) day for my own… it was MY holiday ☘️💚

Just a day to remember and soak in everything Irish ☘️ all the Irish songs my grandfather sang to me, and the colors and just how everyone seemed to love St. Patrick’s day and those who weren’t Irish, wanted to be Irish for a day.

My grandfather was a joker type… always being funny lol … I swear that’s where part of my personality came from … he made me love comedy 💚

Anyway, his favorite Irish blessing was this …

😄😄 yeah he was hilarious 💚☘️ I still laugh remembering things 💚

My family comes from several places in Ireland 🇮🇪… Co. Mayo is mainly my fathers side (only my fathers mother is not Irish – she was Lithuanian – she would always remind me of that cause there was so much Irish she had too)

My mothers side was from Co. Cork… with also other areas mixed in the 2 … like Dublin and other areas I am not very familiar with.

We still have family there, my grandfather used to write to them often… he had horrible handwriting and mine has always been beautiful so he would have me rewrite his letters to send them.

I do not know them though, and they wouldn’t know me. I saw a picture once of a cousin… she looked like me kinda – I could see the family in her face.

Anyway… happy and proud to be both Irish … and yes even also American … America is my home and all I know …

With my Irish, I didn’t “always” love being SOOO Irish compared to everyone else lol… but now I embrace it completely …

And American – while I don’t always like what goes on or agree with the government – but it is my world. You are just proud to be what you are and where you are from…

Even with states … I live in California … by my heart belongs to Massachusetts 💚 … no matter where I go – I always love where I began and where my constant always was

Happy St Patty’s day 😉 💚☘️

I’ll be back little later with the day – I just wanted to be Irish for a minute and soak in my holiday 😘☘️💚✌️