We are legit Irish around here. My husband's mother was born and raised in Cork, and if you don't believe it, look for two seconds at a picture of my son.
So, as decent Americans and the Irish-descended, we have to celebrate Saint Patrick's Day, even if it's a day or two late.
Our friends joined us today for some hot tea, Irish soda bread, fruit, little sandwiches, and fruit tarts. But first, here's what I did to prepare.
We made some easy lucky five-leaf clovers with green, washable finger paint and card-stock. I embellished it with a teal marker and put it in a gold spray-painted document frame.
Both of the images in the above photos came from Sole Searching Mama. I had good intentions of putting a prayer on back of the Saint Patrick icons to make them into a kind of prayer card, even high hopes of covering them in laminating people, but those plans all fell through when I ran out of time on my parents' printer. And I wasn't up for reproducing one of Saint Paddy's long prayers by hand.
For the word art, I printed them out on card-stock I already had and trimmed them with my Michael's-bought paper-cutter. Then I punched holes in them and strung silver ribbons left over from my wedding, of all things. One of them, though, I kept and framed like Susan did.
(Read about "free lensing" here.)
. . . And that's it! What, you thought I made all that food? Pre-prepared spreads, breads, and pastries equals less stress and more fun, at least for this busy lady. Oh! I did boil water for tea. . .
Someone was a complete ham the whole time. Not naming any names.
These girls (the same that were--all three of them!--bridesmaids in my wedding) always bring me a beautiful bouquet of hand-picked wildflowers. I love-love-love little unexpected gifts, and I love-love-love flowers. These flowers actually smelled like pomegranates! I feel a bit frustrated at times because my thanks can never express just how much I appreciate the wildflowers. Well, I hope they can feel my sincerity, anyway.
A text from their mom a couple.days ago read, "I have to tell you this, our journal topic today is . . . Write about a woman you know whose inner beauty shines outwardly. They both chose you!"
What better motivation to goodness than this? Girls, I will try to make you proud every day and be a woman worth emulating.
Hope your Saint Paddy's day was likewise sweet! That's it for Saint Patrick's Day and Saint Joseph's Day. Now back to our regularly programmed fast.