Happy St Patty's Day Me Lads and Lassies

Me, my truck (the Tin Can)and my Irish Shirt.
Tis the day ya know!


This is my "Kiss Me I'm Irish" button I wear on my two year old, beat up belt.
(It hasn't worked yet, but I have to keep on hopeing.)

As for today...

Faith and Begorrah (by Faith and by God)

Today is the day we Irish celebrate St. Patrick (a Scott who was kidnapped and enslaved by the Irish. Escaped and saw the light, went back to Ireland to preach the Gospel - or drink Guinness - or something like that.) He did help rid the islands of snakes, but not in the literal term. The ‘snakes’ mentioned in all the hoopla of St. Patrick’s Day was the English which he helped drive out of Ireland. But the Irish have been fighting among themselves ever since - over religion and the rule of Great Britain.

But for me, I just get to wear the green and maybe drink a beer or two. I’m not Irish American. I’m American. American by birth and Southern by the Grace of God.

It is a fun day by those who are responsible. So I wish for you that you are in Heaven An Hour Before The Devil Knows Your Dead.

And an Irish Wish For You.

“May there always be work for your hands to do,
May your purse always hold a coin or two,
May the sun always shine on your windowpane,
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain,
May the hands of a friend always be near you,
May god fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.”

Some Irish Toast

*May you live as long as you want, and never want as long as you live.

*May your troubles be as few and as far apart as my Grandmothers teeth.

*May you live to be a hundred years, with one extra year to repent.

*May the roof above us never fall in, and may we friends gathered below never fall out.

*May the Lord keep you in His hand and never close His fist too tight.

*May you die in bed at ninety-five years, shot by a jealous husband(or wife).

*May the sound of happy music, And the lilt of Irish laughter, fill your heart with gladness, that stays forever after.

*May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty.

And some Irish Drinking Toast for yea

Here's to me, and here's to you, And here's to love and laughter- I'll be true as long as you, And not one moment after.

Here's to you and yours, and to mine and ours. And if mine and ours ever come across to you and yours, I hope you and yours will do as much for mine and ours, As mine and ours have done for you and yours!

Here's to our wives and girlfriends: May they never meet!

Erin Go Braugh (sometimes Bragh) - Ireland Forever!
And
God Bless America and Long Live The South!