Happy St. Patrick’s Day – or, if you like nickname, St. Paddy’s Day. Depending how irreverent you are, as my husband says, “get drunk with an Irishman day.” I’m told that it’s not nearly as popular in Ireland as it is in my home of the United States, and most especially, my former home town Chicago.
Full of folks from all over the world, Chicago is an interesting mish-mosh of cultures – people from all over the world live side-by-side with people who were born and bred Chicagoans, who hadn’t traveled beyond the borders of Cook County. When I moved there twenty years ago, I’d never been anywhere with so many people of Irish American descent, which is my own heritage on my father’s side. I discovered something – my own fondness for the eff word is shared by the people who share a large part of my cultural background! (I don’t know if that, like the fondness for St. Patrick’s Day, is uniquely American or not…)
Do you celebrate something for this time of the year, whether St. Paddy’s Day or something for Spring? Do you have any favorite foods you like to prepare or other cherished rituals? I didn’t grow up with a particular traditional meal, but my husband and I have developed one over the years made up one with corned beef, mashed potatoes, and pureed cauliflower. We’ll add other things, depending on our tastes, but the corner beef is our “thing.”
As for writing, reading, and books, I’m easing back into the flow. There’s been a lot of upheaval over the last eighteen months. New jobs, new cities – moving from Chicago to Washington State, and health challenges have thrown ALL the wrenches into my calm little pond. Apropos of which, today I’d intended to have my posts all lined up in a row, beads on a string, and then everything went haywire. Work was one of those kinds of days where you start one thing only to be interrupted, finish that but get interrupted again, turn around twice and it’s lunch time. Start up the first thing to finish it, only be interrupted again, and then the phone, and all of a sudden it’s the end of the day. Turns out, it’s smack in the middle of a Mercury Retrograde.
Don’t roll your eyes at me in that tone of voice, I’m serious! If you’re not familiar with a retrograde, Auntie Google will explain it to you. Even if you’re not into astrology, I find it interesting and slightly spooky that when I notice things not going according to plan as though aggressively against your plans, that it’s a Mercury Retrograde period. So I got to thinking, in my disorganized and scattered day, what about you, Dear Reader? Do you go in for astrological explanations? Or something more scientific? Tell me, I’d love to know!