I’ve Got the Saint Patrick’s Day Blues…or Do I???
I know you must be thinking, “Wow, that’s an incredibly confusing title coming from someone who loves Ireland so much.” Well, truthfully speaking, you’re totally right in thinking just that. My title is a little bit confusing, it’s not completely negative nor is it entirely hopeful, but I promise you there’s a very good reason for the words penned at the top of this blog. That reason is simply this: all of the future Saint Patrick’s Days in my life have a ridiculously tough act to follow, and since “said act” I’ve always been a bit skeptical as to whether they will rise to the occasion.
That act? Saint Patrick’s Day 2012!
Saint Patrick’s Day 2012 had everything:
- An amazing time hanging out with some of the best friends I made while in Ireland: Shevon, Michelle, and Adam.
- Watching the parade in Dublin and being surrounded by the insatiable and contagious excitement and happiness of others.
- Exploring some of Dublin’s best pubs and reveling in their unique histories (while tasting some of their best products).
- Going to the Irish Craft Beer Festival and trying some of the best draughts I’ve ever tasted…seriously, I’ve been trying to get some of the brewers to ship some of my favorites to the United States.
- Riding carnival rides after eating junk food that was deliciously horrible for me (this was an equally excellent and poor choice, but I don’t regret it for a second).
- Eating mouthwatering homemade desserts, thanks to Michelle’s parents (our gracious hosts), after a full day.
So you see, since my Saint Patrick’s Day two years ago, I’ve really had to get creative with my plans to overcompensate for my lack of craft beers, Dublin parades, and Ireland in general. Last year I went out for dinner with my Aunt Lynn and my Mimi after running a 6 mile Shamrock Shuffle with my friends Lauren and Angie. A day later, my Aunt Lynn took me to hear some Traditional Irish Music at a pub/restaurant a town over from our small town as an extra treat. (As a thank you, I made her and my Mimi a Guinness Chocolate Cake with Bailey’s Frosting and it was delicious.) Overall, I had a great Saint Patrick’s Day…I certainly packed it full of diverse activities, and had a blast hanging with family and friends. Although I initially thought that Saint Patrick’s Day 2013 would be a letdown, it ended up being a blast…
And I was shocked.
I was shocked, that is, until I really started to think about what always makes Saint Patrick’s Day a great day for me. It’s not the amazing draughts or the streamers with green and gold. It’s not the carnival rides or the Traditional Irish Music sessions. Yes, I can honestly say that my best Saint Patrick’s Day ever was in Ireland, but (and I can’t believe I’m about to say this) it wasn’t being in Ireland that made it my favorite Saint Patrick’s Day…
-It was being with people who made the day more exciting, vibrant, enjoyable, and exceptional.
-It was embracing life and all its changes all around me, and celebrating my present happiness.
-It was realizing how much I had grown as a person while studying in Ireland, and because of that recognizing how much my outlook on life had changed.
-It was a day without worries…a day where I took a “time-out” from all of the stress in my life.
-It was a day that I took the time to really give thanks for my time in Ireland, my studies at the University of Limerick, and the people I had encountered and befriended.
Long story short, I’ll try to wrap up quickly as I tend to be a bit long-winded, when I originally thought up ideas for this blog I thought that I would only be writing about how disappointing it would be to not have another Saint Patrick’s Day like the one I had in 2012. Honestly, of course I will never be able to recreate that day because it was one of a kind, but that doesn’t mean all the other Saint Patrick’s Days to follow will fall short. In fact, I will even go as far as to say that I predict that these new Saint Patrick’s Days will be phenomenal…skepticism is for rookies.
This Saint Patrick’s Day, I will be babysitting two young adults: a 10 year old and a 14 year old. We may not be flying to Ireland or listening to accomplished musicians play tin whistles and fiddles…
But we will be making some darn good cake pops before our movie night. (And, yes, those cake pops will be green.)