I planned to post in celebration of the Blog O’hop, but last week, my wife gave me a card for our ten-year “blind date anniversary.
|The beautiful one (and that SIGGY guy :)|
Inside was a letter she wrote. (Originally, she meant it as a surprise post for Paddy’s Day, but she doesn’t have a blog account.)However, with her full permission, here is my wife’s non-prize winning entry to the Blog O’hop, (she’s already won my heart, sheesh, what does she need with a box of Lucky Charms. J )
So, I present the amazing woman who has to deal with me offline!
Take it away, Sweethie…(oh and the italics are allllll me J )
I never celebrated St. Patrick’s Day growing up. There were no special meals, no special traditions – except I made sure to wear green so I wouldn’t get pinched.
I mean, who was St. Patrick, and why do we celebrate him anyway?
He was born in Wales, kidnapped by the Vikings (the Danish ones, not the Minnesotans) and later drove the snakes out of Ireland… they later found the promised land of “D.C.”)
And, why would someone get pinched if they weren’t wearing green?
No idea, must Google that one day… we don’t pinch in Ireland…
It wasn’t until ten years ago that St. Patrick’s Day became more significant in my life. After a wonderful, interesting blind date on March 9, 2002 – the Irish guy I met who had that cute Oirish accent – decided we shouldn’t meet up the following week (it was St. Patrick’s Day!)
|Me and me Ma|
Mrs. Koopmans never raised any fools.
Good call on his part, because this “okay” guy turns into Super Irish Guy on St. Patrick’s Day, dressing up in all green and wearing an Irish Flag cape!
SIGGY flies through the Pub with the greatest of ease! ….. Wheeeeeeee (CrASH!!!) oops, sorree!
(We probably, no I take that back, we wouldn’t have had any more dates had I met “Mr. Super Irish Guy” so soon in our budding relationship.)
What?? I look dead sexy in an Irish Flag cape and my clown’s pants…
A year later, on March 9, 2003 – Super Irish Guy proposed to me at Shamu Stadium (in front of thousands of people at the big Jumbotron at Sea World San Diego!
Who does that?!? Seriously?
Me! Me! Me!
But, with those blue Irish eyes smilin’ at me, of course I said YES!
So, I have been blessed to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day with a true Irishman these past nine years!
He doesn’t turn into Super Irish Guy with the cape and all anymore.
(Yes, SIGGY is semi-retired… but nine years is merely the time it takes for him to drink one pint…)
However, we do make sure to wear our green… (Still don’t know why you get pinched if you don’t!)Still haven’t checked Google…
We’ve celebrated with corned beef and cabbage meals… and even “anti-corned beef and cabbage dinners.”
Otherwise known as the Triple B, y’all: Burgers, Brats & Beer J
One time he even made homemade Irish soda bread!
It was quite edible, and the remaining half-loaf was a fantastic door-stopper for six months.Although we don’t have any special traditions or meals – we have each other and the three wee little lads God has blessed us with through the years!
I love you, Sweetie more than 333 words can say!
Ohhh, I love you, too… (Quick kiss), agghhh, people are watching, I’m getting all shy J
###Thanks to my life and wife for such an awesome present… this was so cool. I hope y’all didn’t mind us sharing it.
If I can leave you with two Irish blessings, starting with my personal favorite:
May you be in Heaven at least a half-hour before the bartender realizes your bar tab is still open.
May you one day walk a winding road with the wind at your back and meet someone at the top of the hill who can finally shed light on why, for the love of Pete, we get pinched if you’re not wearing green.
|Happy St. Patrick's Day from the Koopmans Ohana|