I love me some St Patrick's Day. I don't really know why, other than I feel sorry for the little holidays that seem to be overshadowed by the big, popular ones like Christmas and Easter and 4th of July. So in an effort to embrace all holidays and make them feel valuable and loved -- I celebrate like nobodies business.
I also use the 40 minute traffic commune to paint my finger and toenails. I am a multitasker like that and all. HOWEVER -- as I dropped the boys off to their preschool a red-headed freckle-faced ADORABLE woman came up to me and said, "Oh, you must be Irish!"
To which I replied, "No, I just like St Patrick's Day cause I feel like it is the red-headed step child that never gets enough attention." Then I opened my mouth and inserted my foot.
Then she replied, "Oh, well with your hair and high cheekbones and wide set eyes, I just assumed you were Irish. You should check into it."
WHAT??? Wide set eyes? Seriously???