I Am Not Irish.
Nor am I a school teacher. Therefore, I have no plans to wear green today.
Or do I?
I’m actually scheduled to volunteer at my kids’ school this morning, so when deciding what to wear, it occurred to me that it is, in fact, St. Patty’s Day! Perhaps I should look festive.
As a school girl, I would always make sure I had a hint of green on my person, but this was more out of fear of getting pinched than to be festive. It was pretty much a non-holiday where I was from — something only celebrated in the classroom.
Living in Philly (or on the outskirts of the suburbs, but whatever…) there’s a lot of green on St. Patty’s Day. And a lot of talk of soda bread and Irish potatoes and corn beef. (I’m not even totally sure what any of that IS.) I always feel a bit left out up here when March 17th rolls around. These traditions are foreign to me, a girl raised in the Bible Belt with a Southern Baptist church on every street corner but only one Catholic parish in town. (Or were there 2?)
Oh and also? I am Scottish. As in, my paternal grandmother was a Scottish immigrant, and my maternal grandmother’s family came from Scotland in the 1600s. (My mom has recently been tracing her ancestry.) So I have it on both sides. My dad used to joke that he was going to make me wear orange on St. Patrick’s Day. I’m not even completely sure he was joking.
So this all begs the question, WHAT DO I WEAR?
Isn’t that ALWAYS the question? Ha!
Green or orange — two of my favorite colors. I often wear them together.
Hey. Now there’s an idea!
You’ll have to wait for the next installment of What I Wore Wednesday to find out what I decide.
So how do you celebrate St. Patty’s Day? Or do you?
UPDATE: I’ve done a little bit o’ research. Evidently green is for Irish Catholics and orange is for Irish Protestants – thus both colors in their flag? But both are associated with the Irish ancestry. Not that one’s ancestry prohibits one from participating in St. Patrick’s Day festivities around here. It seems that everyone wants to get in on the fun, and who can blame us? Lucky Charms and Guinness… need I say more?
And by way of further update, I didn’t end up going to school after all so my efforts at looking festive were all in vain. Anyone want to meet at the Irish pub for lunch?