Mark Koopmans is hosting this really cool Blog O'Hop in honor of St. Paddy's day. All you have to do is post a fun Oirish Memory.
And he has prizes. You can win anything from a
To an all expense paid vacation to
Okay, I lied about the trip to Hawaii. But, it just doesn't seem fair that Mark gets to live there. He is going to kill me if bloggers start inquiring about the
free trip. I'm sorry mark.
What St. Patrick's Day Means to Me:
I am not Irish and I'm not really around many Irish people so we will basically wear green. Don't want to get pinched. I know, not the most exciting story you will read about this topic.
Years ago, while my ex-husband (father of my kids) and I were still in law school (in Michigan), we spent every St Paddy's day in Chicago, with lots of friends. After graduation, we continued to go back to Chicago for St. Patrick's day for the next 10+ years. He is from Chicago and so is my b/f/f who was my college roommate (still my b/f/f ) so they knew all the cool, non-tourist Irish,hole- in -the- wall- pubs.
We did all the traditional St. Paddy's day events. We drank beer, watched the river turn green, drank more beer, stumbled to the parade & drank more beer. We made our way back to the Irish pub near my b/f/f's (can't remember the name of it, but it was close to her place on the corner of State & Ontario. We drank more beer & the rest is kind of fuzzy. So you can see why we don't have any cultural memories that we can share with our children.
For almost forty years, Chicago has been dyeing its river an "Irish" or emerald shade of green to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.
Did I mention that he lives in Hawaii? Honolulu!
Thank you, Mark for hosting this fun Blog O'Fest.