Happy St. Patrick’s Day from the disgruntled gluten intolerant woman who can’t have a green beer or a Killian’s. Even though Passion Sunday trumps the feast day of St. Patrick, we’re totally going to celebrate the 10% of our combined Irish heritage with alcoholic Shamrock shakes once the kids are in bed.
Addie was appalled because Tony wore his liturgically correct tie (purple) to Mass instead of his green “Time after Pentecost” tie. The rest of us sham-rocked.
Shirt:From my Old Navy date a couple of weeks ago. It was on clearance and I’ve been saving it for today. It really is the prettiest green color.
Grey undershirt: I think that’s from Express? It’s so old I don’t think it has a tag anymore.
Grey skirt: Old Navy. Now clean.
Perler bead boards: Michael’s
Oh and look, I accessorized!
My mom brought me back the silver cuff after a trip to India and I made the beaded bracelet. Teddy’s finally old enough to not tug at it the entire Mass.
And now for a reflection………..(crickets)…..
See, the only parts I heard from Mass today were the bells because that’s the only time Teddy stopped making noise, except to yell, “BELLS? MO BELLS!” Tony was kind enough to recite the Mass readings during family prayer time, but I’ll admit I was rearranging the living room furniture in my head and sort of missed it. Good grief I suck at Lent. Thankfully I still have two weeks to pull myself together. I was so relieved to hit the midpoint last week I think I eased up too much. Now I’m hoping to pull myself together for a strong finish.
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