When Irish Eyes Are Smiling

Faith and begorrah! 'Tis a grand day to be Irish!

And I think the belief is that everyone is Irish today . . . at least that's the way I heard it. And, being a European mongrel (with a healthy dose of Native American, too, thank you very much), I do have a little Irish blood in me.

But today's post is dedicated to my MOST Irish friend, Lisa. If memory serves, Lisa was the first in her family to marry someone who wasn't Irish. And then she converted from Catholicism to the Lutheran faith. Oh!! The horror!! The shockwaves!! The wailing and gnashing of teeth!

Somehow the family seems to have adjusted. Probably, in no small part, because Lisa is such a delightful and loving human being. She also makes a homemade version of Irish Cream that we laughingly call "Heelan Health Shake." Trust me. Bailey's Irish Cream tastes like Milk of Magnesia compared to Lisa's homemade version. I'm not saying this has anything to do with her family's forgiveness . . . but it couldn't hurt her case, that's for sure!!

Happy St. Patrick's Day, Lisa!! I miss you even more than I miss Heelan Health Shake, your Irish soda bread and your sparkling Irish eyes!