Current mood:

chipper

Luck o' the Irish

This is probably going to be a rather queer seeming entry (I don't know what it is with me and the word queer lately....I mean it as odd, not gay :-P), but the weirdest thing just made my day today. I fairly recently found out that I'm 5th generation Irish, meaning I'm the 5th generation of my dad's side of the family to live in America and not Ireland (my great great grandfather came over). I never though much of it when I was younger but lately more and more people, some I don't even know!, have been asking if I'm Irish because I "have that look about me". Which, go figure, I always thought meant red hair and freckles, but clearly I'm not that type of Irish.

So anyway, I'm really kind of nervous around strangers, our servicemen at the lab being no exception, but we were talking about the temperature and I mentioned my hands were always cold. He made some comment about "cold feet, warm heart" and said it was an old Irish saying, which made me laugh and I said it was somewhat fitting, then. Well he got animated when I hinted there was some heritage there and came out with "I thought you had the look of a Colleen" (sidenote: COLLEEN = An Irish girl.) Come to find out he's the first of his family to live in the states, his mom and dad are still back in Ireland and he owns land there. I could have sat and listened to him all night! (it was even that slow at work for a change :-P) I can't wait until the day I go to Ireland, it seems like such beautiful country. I guess the guy owns land there and goes to visit a few times a year since most of his family is still there and I thought that was the neatest thing.

Quite a random happening of conversation, but it was really exciting for me. And I'm very proud of being Irish, even when I thought I was a much more distant decendant it was a country and people I was interested in, so it flattered me that a "real Irishman" said I looked so, hehe.

I'm weird.

Bedtime! Goodnight :-)