If anyone asks me why I’m not wearing green, I have a ready explanation. (Well, there is a little green on my shirt in the form of Godzilla…)
La Senza was selling really bright green bras for the last few months in my favourite style/fit. The only reason I could think of wearing one in such a colour would be so when out drinking on St Patty’s day, if confronted about not wearing green a girl could flash a guy and be all “Am too!”
I haven’t been out drinking for St Patty’s in years. When I did so regularly we’d open the bar and my roomies would have fun by toasting the other drinkers with ‘Pog mo thoin’, finding it infinitely amusing. Okay, I did too but then I grew out of it (and many other things) and moved away and now I don’t go drinking that much anymore.
Doesn’t every Jewish holiday entail drinking large quantities of booze? Og knows, I usually wobble away from the seder table… but I suspect that has something to do with drinking several full glasses of wine on an empty stomach whilst attempting to mumble out Hebrew and hoping against hope that the brisket is coming out sometime soon (whilst also hoping against hope that there will be no gefilte fish).
And speaking of wobbling away from seders and the fact that us goys jumped the gun by scheduling Easter a full month before Passover… I just found out that the in-laws have decided that they’d rather let someone else play host for Passover this year, which in turn lets me off the hook as dessert-bringer. I wasn’t really looking forward to spending the next month trying to find a new recipe for a nut-free, dairy-free, chometz-free kosher dessert… so this is very happy news.
And moving on to crazy goyish holidays…
Happy St Patty’s day, y’all. I’ll be celebrating tonight in proper style… I’ve got tickets to see Justice and get my D-A-N-C-E on to some cheesy French techno. I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be a very rough wake-up.
Too much green in this thread, in fact too much green everywhere.
Have a good one chaps, whatever you get up to. It’s 14:47 here and I’ve just had my first brandy of the day. Off for lots of guinness shortly. We are actually quite stereotypical
Meriengues! Egg whites and sugar piped into nice little rounds and baked 'til crispy. You can also make the meriengues into a tart shell and fill with berries. For next year, y’know!
May the wind be always at your back.
May the road rise up to meet ya.
May you be be in heaven half an hour
before the divil knows your dead.
Say, nooney, you related to Esther? I did notice she has lovely copper locks. Love the OP.
bobbio, ugh! That’s all…just, ugh!
I suppose everybody already knows, but the Irish are more historically inclined to eat pork roast than corned beef. Keepin’ Porky takes much less space than Elsie. Oh, yeah, here’s the obligatory Irish joke what I can say cause I’m descended from the Auld Sod.
What’s an Irishman’s idea of a seven-course meal??
A six pack and a potato. (N.O.T.)
Nice quiet weekend except for the part where the Princess[sup]TM[/sup] called to say that there was a bear up a tree in the church parking lot when she came out of mass. :eek:
Got a call from my sister, Nurse Debbie[sup]TM[/sup]. She and her SO, Lou, have decided to join us on our trip to Italy in October. Yay! Lou being Italian and speaking a smattering is a bonus!
The funeral was very nice. The people who spoke talked about what my aunt was really like instead of getting vague and ‘oh, she was nice’. My favourite bit was being reminded about how you could never leave their house without being loaded down with stuff. The second nephew to speak said, “I don’t know how many of us have waffle irons that she gave us…”
We just got rid of a sandwich maker about six months ago, and I remember staring in horror at the hotdog cooker (Cooks two hotdogs and toasts the buns at the same time!). They (I think mostly my aunt) were always buying random gadgets and then loading them down on all their relatives. It was really funny.
And I think everyone in the room had multiple pieces of that plastic net needlework stuff she made.
LiLi your Aunt sounds much like my Grandma. She loves buying stuff off of the Home Shopping Channels on TV. She even Tivos the ones that she wants to watch. She loves gadgets. She doesn’t generally give quite as much away though. So, when she dies (hopefully a long time from now) it’s going to be quite a time going through her house and stuff. Especially for me, since I’m her executor.
I’m Jewish and every Jewish holiday I’ve ever participated in has resulted in me being extremely fucked up. Starting from when I was like 12. The thing is, Jews also tend to smoke weed in addition to drinking lots of Maneschevitz wine.
Don’t underestimate that Kosher wine. It may taste like cherry cough syrup, but you’ll forget how much of it you’ve drank, and wind up completely wasted.
edit: (Am I doing something wrong here? This is my very first MMP.)
That sounds like a wonderful funeral, LiLi. Definitely more of the “celebrating her life” type that gives you such warm feelings. I’m glad it was so nice; I know it must be a comfort to all of you.
I really wish they’d feed the stupid hamsters a consistent diet. They keep stopping and upchucking, stupid hamsters!
Wouldn’t you know, even though Congress is taking their usual lengthy Easter recess – I have no idea how long, except I know they’re gone all this week, and there’s nothing scheduled for next week on any of the committees I usually work on, either, so that means they’re turning what for most people is, at most, a one-day Good Friday off into a half a month off, surprise surprise – I managed to get stuck with a rush job today anyway. Argh. Sometimes I really wish they didn’t like me quite this much. Sigh. Money is nice, but I had all these nice goofing-off plans in place for today, darn it!
{{LiLi}} The best funerals are the ones where you can laugh/cry/whatever about how the person really was, rather than throwing around empty platitudes. Our foibles and flaws are what makes us special. I heartily approve of a woman who fills the world with waffle irons, personally.
Argent, the in-laws like to joke around about how FIL’s brothers grew pot in the house back in the 60s, and their mother was kind enough to water them regularly and sing the praises of her boys for having such healthy house plants. Just a WAG, but I have a feeling that Bubbie’s generation wasn’t so much into getting stupendously baked for major holidays.
Manischewitz is the devil’s drink. High sugar content = massive hangover.
(hmmm… maybe that’s what’s plaguing the SDMB server hamsters? Between the Manischewitz in honour of Purim and the Guiness in honour of St Patty’s Day, that’s one heck of an epic drunk).
That aside, of course, the answer is no. As a matter of fact, I can tell you that I’ve never been drunk in my life. Yes, I drink four cups of wine on Passover… but that’s over the course of several hours, with a full meal and using low alcohol wine.
And I drink more on Passover than I do at any other time of the year – including Purim.
Love the OP.