Happy Saint Patrick’s Day
Today everyone is Irish. This is true. However, I really am Irish – from both my mother and father’s side of the family. Of course, with the last name I graciously accepted 7 years ago, you might not know it. This day is special to me because my father’s name was Patrick. We have our last birthing class, so we cannot miss, but know that we are wearing green – and I am craving Irish coffee (or at least cool whip). When my Grandparents were alive, we would go to their house for Irish coffee and sausage rolls. Since I was a kid I did not receive the coffee, but I did get to scoop the cool whip into the mugs and eat some for myself.
Such happy memories.
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