Friday, March 15, 2013

"There's a dear little plant that grows in our isle,
'Twas St Patrick himself, sure, that set it;
And the sun on his labor with pleasure did smile,
And with dew from his eye often wet it.
It thrives through the bog, through the brake, and the mireland;
And he called it the dear little shamrock of Ireland..."

~ Andrew Cherry

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

May your blessings outnumber
The shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you
Wherever you go.

~ Irish Blessing

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

"You've heard I suppose, long ago,
How the snakes, in a manner most antic,
He marched to the county Mayo,
And trundled them into th' Atlantic"

~ William Maginn

Friday, March 1, 2013

Only at the Library

OMG... So, Damien waited out in the car while I was in the library returning books. I thought I saw a man walking around the library in just his underwear, but no one else reacted. I had only caught a peripheral, and the librarian returned to the desk with my holds. I figured if no one reacted, I must have been seeing things. Lo and behold, I get into Damien's car, and a man in a long sleeve black t-shirt, long black socks, black shoes, and black underwear walked right in front of the car. Damien said, "Nice legs" and started laughing. I wish I would have had my camera on the ready.