to all you irish and adopted irish... i raise this 100% apple juice box to the patron saint credited with the conversion of ireland... hmmm, i kinda have a hankering to watch "the quiet man" tonight... HOMERIC!
anyway, i really wish i had an mp3 of the irish blessing that was sung at our wedding. (we had this multicultural thing going - a dash of spanish, a splash o' filipino, a sprinkle of latin, etc.) i've googled everywhere and haven't found it.
so, here is the blessing sans accompaniment which i hope will suffice...
may the road rise up to meet you,
may the wind be ever at your back,
may the sun shine warm upon your face
and the rains fall soft upon your fields,
and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the hollow of His hand.
oh! and another thing... you better be wearing some random kind of green anything today. cause if yer not and yer caught "greenless" by some hard core irish - they're given the intangible license to pinch you mercilessly. trust me, i learned the painful way, growing up in chicago with some die hard irish peeps. i have the physical and emotional scars to prove it.