top o' the morning to ya

I guess it isn't even morning right now, and I guess that's kind of a silly title, but it was St. Patrick's Day yesterday and I was reveling in my Irish-ness. Or what I claim to be my Irish-ness. Neither Eric nor I wore green yesterday to work/school (actually, I took a green scarf with me but didn't wear it all day) and felt rather unfestive. So before we went over to Megan and Jared's for dinner, we both changed into our greenest shirts.


Much to our dismay, however, no one in the Swinford house wore green. No one. But at least we were prepared for the holiday! We had corned beef and cabbage with potatoes (which we think is delicious - Jared would beg to differ) and looked at a few pictures of Ireland that I had gathered off the internet before going over to their house. The pictures are mostly of Gorey, County Wexford, which is where the Butler side of my family comes from. It's a pretty place near the coast and Dublin. I should go there someday. I also tried to do a little research on the name "Mooney" and came up with a website claiming that it was first recorded in County Offaly some time a long time ago. Fair enough for me. So I got pictures of the tartans of both Wexford and Offaly, as well as a few more pictures from Offaly. Here are a few of my favorites:

This is an old workhouse in Gorey. I don't think it has anything to do with anything, but it's cute I guess and I like it and this is my blog anyway.


This is some place in Wexford. It's so green! We're definitely going to have to go to Ireland someday. Someday soon. Eric, are you listening?

This is in Offaly somewhere. I can't tell if those are rocks or ruins on top of that teensy hill, but either way, it's a pretty picture.

Anyway, I like to pretend I'm Irish. Maybe I can convince Eric we need to visit the land of our ancestors. Maybe. Alright. Everyone enjoy your week, and hopefully something fun will happen!