Tuesday, February 10, 2009
That would be the slogan for my family's traditional St. Patrick's Day movie. My mom would take us to McDonald's for Shamrock Shakes every year and then we would go home and watch it. While my brother and I cringed and told her we were too old for it. Because of:
(Meow, am I right, Emily?)
However, when we finally persuaded my mom to let us watch something else, we missed it. So one March during college, it arrived in a care package from my mom along with some shamrock-themed Mardi Gras beads. Which after three years of not wearing I finally threw out. It's the Catholic guilt--you can't throw away something your parent gave you! Even if it may be something used to reward girls who flash their boobs at the Chicago St. Paddy's parade.