It ain't easy being green... except today!

This morning my fiancée proudly announced to me that she had remembered to wear her green in honor of St. Patrick’s Day, and therefore would not have to endure pinching as a result of not dressing appropriately for the occasion. This came as shock to me. I had never heard of being pinched on St. Patrick’s Day for not wearing green. If someone had pinched me without this prior knowledge, I likely would have had some choice words for them – she saves me yet again. I don’t know whether I’ve been living in a pinch-free bubble my entire life or she just has strange friends, but it inspired me to dig a bit deeper into the Irish-inspired, green-beer-soaked holiday.

We celebrate a lot of holidays throughout the year, many of which have taken on a whole new meaning than originally intended (i.e. Santa-centric Christmas), but we often know little about the origins. St. Patrick’s Day isn’t even an official holiday here, but we celebrate like it is! When I think of St. Patrick’s day I think of the color green, beer, shamrocks, and funny little Leprechauns doing a merry jig to Irish flute music. Don’t let those happy little Leprechauns fool you, though, some are evil, as evidenced by the Leprechaun films of the 90s! But I digress...

Similar to Christmas, St. Paddy’s Day, or Lá ’le Pádraig, started as a religious holiday in Ireland, and has transformed into so much more. Over the years it’s gone from a holy day of obligation for Roman Catholics in Ireland, to a reason to get drunk on a weekday. What was once the humble celebration of the patron-saint of Ireland has now become a suitable excuse to wear a t-shirt proclaiming to be Irish for a day or asking strangers to plant one on you. The original use of the shamrock was to explain the Holy Trinity, now the word shamrock inspires in me a Pavlov-like mouth watering zest for those delicious limited-time mint shakes at McDonalds. I don’t care what anyone says, adding mint flavor to a regular McDonalds shake is just not the same!

I must say though, despite our complete misconstruing of what the holiday actually meant when it was originated, I sure do enjoy the opportunity to put back a green beer with friends while wearing a green shirt and planning my next trip to get one last Shamrock Shake before they are gone for another long year. But what the heck, McDonalds is kind of an Irish name, right?