Every year on the 17th of March, the Leprechauns scatter their gold coins throughout my house and I boil corned beef and cabbage while listening to Irish music. This year, I’m taking a trip back in time, back to our trip to Ireland.
Danny and I traveled with my dad and mom and our two kids, Kelly and Courtney, in 2001.
We stayed in a friend’s apartment a mile away from Dublin’s downtown.
While walking downtown, the Lord Mayor arrived in style at the Kerrygold Horse Show.
We walked through an arched passageway
and were welcomed by a harmonica player.
Classical musicians played traditional Irish music.
We enjoyed the combo that played super cool electric violin and bass.
Ya gotta love an old-fashioned telephone booth.
paintings on the walls and ceilings,
a stylin’ conference room,
After a long day, there was one more tour we had to experience – The Guinness Brewery.
Erin Go Braugh!
Here are a few of my own Irish blessings. I like makin’ them up.
May you straighten out life’s learning curve, but leave a few kinks in it for luck.
May your name always be followed with a smile and not a curse.
May you laugh at yourself with others or if not at yourself than at others, and hope they can laugh at themselves with you.
May your door be open to your friends and closed to your enemies, but keep a window open just in case.
May someone catch you when you fall, pick you up when you are down, and kick you in the butt when you wallow in life’s muck.
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day!
Are you celebrating this year? Have you ever been to Ireland?