Cheers Everyone!!! Saint Patty’s Day is just around the corner and I am so happy because Shamrock shakes are delicious :p lol. Those little 3 leaf clovers supposedly were used to symbolize the “Holy Trinity” encompassing the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. How did that become a minty frothy cup of green goodness???
What else do you think of when you hear of St. Patrick’s Day? What about the other green beverage so adamantly consumed with this holiday? That’s right, I’m referring to your good old green beer. Now this one I get…kinda. First off, the color green…said by some to represent Catholosism in Ireland and by others to be reminiscent of the lush tall grassy fields of their land. And secondly, Beer. Okay so fun fact: Arthur Guiness signed a 9000 year lease in 1759 for the over 60 acres of the Guiness Brewery which is the world’s largest stout brewery. Ireland is populated by over 4.75 million people who each on average consume 369 12oz. vessels of beer yearly. That is over 1.3 billion pints of beer sold to a country a little larger than the state of West Virginia, on a yearly basis….Insane!!! So, if we put 2 and 2 together we find we drink green beer once a year to celebrate the lushyness of the Irish fields of grass and the people (HA!). Okay, no offense meant C:. I personally know a non lushy and fabulous partially Irish girl that will probably want to toss something at me when she reads this…and she doesn’t even like beer! 😀 But to all of you that do, raise your glass. Sláinte!
What else comes to mind? How about the word blarney? Supposedly, this word was said to have been used by Queen Elizabeth in the 1400s when referring to Comac MacCarthy because he could deceive people without offending them in his letters. This practice dubbed both his Castle and the Blarney Stone. The stone was said to have been cut from the same type of rock that makes up Stonehenge and people have visited the castle for centuries to try to hang up side down to kiss it hopes to be blessed with the gift of gab. The stone itself was, in story, introduced to MacCarthy by a witch that he saved from drowning and has quite a history of its’own. I have to admit… I would like to kiss the Blarney Stone some day but can you imagine how many pairs of lips have been on that thing!!?!! ({}) C3 ({}) Ahhhh!
Some people might think of leprechauns when they hear Saint Patrick’s holiday is coming up. These little green clad shoemakers are said to be derived from a small bodied fairy that drinks too much. Poor little chaps! Supposedly, You only have to listen to the hills for the sound of their little hammers tinkering and merry singing to catch one and blackmail them into forking over their pot of gold in exchange for the little Irish dudes’ freedom. I don’t know about ya’ll but I would be very hesitant to kidnap a… uhhh.. being and then try to barter their freedom back to them. That just seems so wrong on so many levels. Plus, they kinda seem a little creepy to me..no thanks!
I hope you guys have enjoyed my Saint Patty’s special and while I don’t know how to segue into Smittysrancho with this one, I was able to learn and share all of these tidbits with you today because my wonderful Mommy (the owner) of Smittysrancho.com believes in my sharing and communicating abilities. I assure you, this company was created with the hopes of not only success but bringing my family closer together while providing a Christian based shop for gun, camo and wilderness enthusiasts to easily find their needs. Every person should have and try to attain their own goals in life. Smittysrancho.com is one such goal for my family and if you believe in supporting a family run small business with wonderful personal customer service and the willingness to provide the best, for the best, i urge you to visit the site right now. Plus, this is exceptional timing as almost every piece of women’s clothing in the entire wilderness dreams line up is on sale. In closing, however you choose to spend your Saint Patrick’s Day, take this with you: Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you.