Wearin' O' the Green

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

This freckle faced Irish girl never does too much to celebrate, at least not with the bar crowd. I definitely can not do my heritage proud in that respect. Bars annoy me, and I can not hold my liquor, although I have built up my tolerance to a glass again! The last two St. Pat's I did go out for a drink with Lisa, mmmm Irish coffee. Not bailey's. We're talking a shot of whiskey and a cup of coffee! Although I have nothing against Bailey's. :) You can keep the green beer. I can not stand the taste of it. Beer that is, green or otherwise.

So I wore my green, and even remembered the shamrock necklace. The kids and I did a few "jigs", read a leprechaun story, and they even created some pretty cool leprechaun "traps." We played a few shamrock games that we've learned, and had a pretty good day. I tend to keep any holiday pretty low key. I've learned that lesson the hard way. The kids just get too wound up to enjoy anything and I end up getting extremely irritated. Better just to stay low key and enjoy each other.

I put in my favorite move "The Quiet Man" (now there's an oxymoron for you) and snuggled up on the couch. I think I slept through as much as I watched. Oh well. I know how it goes. If you haven't seen it, you should. John Wayne, Maureen O'Hara, and it's shot in Ireland. It's a love story about a feisty Irish gal, and a quiet, strong, Irish born American man. Good times, and for me, good music. I know all of the traditional songs in the movie, because when I was in grade school I belonged to a singing group that performed on St. Pat's. We would travel to area schools and give concerts. So I know more traditional Irish songs by heart that you would ever imagine. Just one of the (many) little oddities that make up "me".

I would love to tell you that I had corned beef and cabbage for dinner, but my mother's corned beef casserole cured me of coming withing 10 feet of anything resembling it EVER again! Ish. I'm told real corned beef is much better, and I do like cabbage, so maybe one day I will be brave. Canned corn beef..... *gag*

Whether you're Irish or not, I hope you enjoyed the day, and I share with you my favorite Irish Proverb.

~May you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
And a smooth road all the way to your door.

He's just not that into you.....maybe.

I was all set to blog about one of my favorite pet peeves, we'll call it the Princess Problem. However, another thought came up and took over just when I started writing it. I thought the new idea didn't pertain to me, but maybe it's the entire issue. Then right as I got home I passed a man in sweats with a toy race car, who seemed about my age. I almost cried when I remembered THAT is what's out there waiting for me. So I thought maybe I should blog about him, and his kind. Which is perhaps a very nice man, but don't wear sweats on a coffee date. Yes, it has happened. Keep the remote control cars at home.

I am starting a list of things to write about, so I don't forget any of my stories, or any of my tips, plans, rants, etc. My decision is to go with the "light bulb moment" I had this morning and blog about the movie "He's Just Not That Into You."

A few months ago I joined Netflix, and am loving it! Wednesday a movie arrives all for me, a chick flick that I have been waiting and waiting to see but could never foist upon Leon. Sat night was the date night movie, but will now more than likely be a classic movie for whenever I feel like it on the weekend. I'm also toying with getting the first season of "The Tudors". Notice how I'm re-setting my routine?? Good girl.

So anyway, a few Wednesdays back my feature was the movie in question. The premise is that when we are girl children we are told that the little demons who torture us (boy children) do so because they secretly like us. Therefore, when we grow up we accept the unacceptable from men, because really they are only doing it because they like us. This I don't buy. (They do it because we allow it.) I used to kick the ASS of any little demon who bothered me when I was a girl child, and I enjoyed it the whole time! I still would kick the ass of any man child who thought he could. I have put myself in harms way a few times with that attitude, but when it is fight or flight my nature is not to run. It is to pick up a baseball bat. ;)

While composing my Princess blog the title of the movie and the other point that it makes struck me. He's just not that into you. (light bulb goes on) What did you say? HE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU! Oh... yeah... hmmmm.... That's the other point of the movie. When guys don't call or suddenly stop calling, they avoid you, or maybe most importantly for me, when things end after a period of time because it "isn't going anywhere", he's just not that into you. Accept it, as hard as it is to do, and move on.