I love all the holidays but of all the different random holidays, St. Patrick’s day holds a special place in my heart; it’s also my mother’s birthday! I’ve heard stories all my life of when my mother was born on St. Patrick’s day, in Holy Cross hospital, a Catholic hospital with nuns roaming the halls. Though my grandmother was not of the Catholic faith, the nun’s insisted that this little baby girl be a Patricia. My sweet mother complied and gave my mother the middle name Patricia. Last week, when my mom was down for a visit with my dad, she told me that she had tried and tried to find Irish heritage in our genealogy—but to no avail—so the only Irish thing about her is her middle name (darn it).
On that same visit, my mom and I had fun hunting down St. Patty’s day items that we could use in our homes. I found some cute cupcake papers so today for a little more festive breakfast, we had “Pot of Gold Muffins”!
Really, they’re just corn-meal muffins made from the recipe at the back of the cornmeal box with various rainbow sprinkles on them. I figure they’re a little more appetizing visually than something dyed green (though tomorrow I will be doing something green). My son is impressed!
It’s a felt placemat that was at Marshall’s that I covered with fine emerald glitter, punched with a hole and now is proudly hanging on my door—facing in of course! It makes me feel so lucky I found it and had such a brilliant idea!