Today is Saint Patrick's Day -a day when everyone seems to have Irish roots. I sincerely hope you have a great day and celebrate (with a little sanity). Here is an Irish Toast to Saint Patrick:
Saint Patrick was a gentleman,Who through strategy and stealth,Drove all the snakes from Ireland,Here’s a toasting to his health.But not too many toastingsLest you lose yourself and thenForget the good Saint PatrickAnd see all those snakes again.'Beannachtam na Feile Padraig!'Happy St. Patrick's Day!
and a favorite joke of 'me dear 'ol granda:
An Irish man has been at a pub all night drinking. The bartender finally says that the bar is closed. So your man stands up to leave and falls flat on his face. He figures he'll crawl outside and get some fresh air and maybe that will sober him up.Once outside he stands up but again falls flat on his face. He crawls home. Reaching the door he tries to stand up, and yet again, falls flat on his face. He crawls through the door and up the stairs. When he reaches his bed he summons the last of his strength and tries one final time to stand.It's no use. He tumbles into bed and is soon sound asleep, only to awaken the next morning to the sound of his wife standing over him shouting.'So... you've been out drinking again!''How did you know?' he asks, his head hung in shame.'The pub called-- you left your damn wheelchair down there again!'
And here are a few more little items to bring a smile to your lips this fine day....
Here's to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold beer and another one.
May your wishes come true and your truth be wise.
Happy St Patricks Day
Leprechauns, castles, good luck and laughter.
Lullabies, dreams and love ever after.
A thousand welcomes when anyone comes...
That's the Irish for You!
May your blessings outnumber The shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you Wherever you go.
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you’re dead.
Mums Meagan and Caitlin were bragging about their Irish sons accomplishments.
Meagan says, “My son Francis is such a saint. He works hard, prays hard, doesn’t smoke and hasn’t so much as looked at a woman. He ought to be the Pope.”
Caitlin says, “Well, I’ve already started calling my son Saint Patrick. He’s done all the right things like Francis has and hasn’t touched a drop of liquor in years either.”
“You must be very proud!” ~ Meagan
“Yes, I am. When he’s released next month, I’m gonna throw him a big welcome home party.” ~ Caitlin
Now how about some Irish music....
And now a song that has always been a favorite of mine (don't worry if it brings a wee tear to your eye, it just has that affect on people). I'd like to dedicate it to a very special person -you know who you are, and a Happy Saint Patrick's Day to you, I miss you
-And a Grand and Happy Staint Patricks Day to you all! God Bless and keep you!.
Live Long and Prosper....