The day has a history of going bad on me, maybe with the day getting back at my years of hating on potatoes and claiming this was because they drove my people out of Ireland. Anyway, today I blew up the site before breakfast. Things got better later, with Irish soda bread (the #1 underrated Irish food) in the mail from my mom, lots of folks wearing the green at work and Bailey’s-meets-hot-chocolate with a good friend after quitting time. The day assembled okay. I like potatoes now.
From one of my favorite kid books of all time, here’s to Jamie Donovan, disappointed in the day, too young to wear the green sash and march in the parade — but who gets himself an egg, a ginger ale and a flag and blows the flute he can’t play to the hilltop before the town wakes.