Happy St. Patrick's Day friends! As someone who spent 25 years working in the hospitality industry (hotels, restaurants, bars) St. Patrick's day was nothing more than one of the several Amateur Night's per year to make some decent money. What's an amateur night you ask? That's the night that all of those people that rarely get out head to the bars to get their drink on. New Year's Eve, St. Patrick's Day, Thanksgiving Eve up north (It's reunion night for all coming home), and lesser so- Memorial Day weekend, Labor Day weekend, Fourth of July weekend. Every server and bartender that I know is aware that those nights are a totally different animal of customer and tips could be through the roof or through the floor. We also know that if we aren't working- you won't catch us on the road with so many drunk drivers because we don't know that customer and for all we know it could take half the alcohol of a more....seasoned customer.
Things changed for me a few years ago in terms of St. Patrick's Day. My Daddy was adopted as a child, something that's never been made a big thing in our family. I was diagnosed with all of these stupid illnesses, something that I try not to make too big a deal of within the family. Then Ancestry DNA and 23 & Me came to be. This was just around the time that Josh became a real adult and got serious about a lovely girl. Even though she already has two kiddos and they don't plan on having any more, I started to wonder where Dad really came from and what my DNA could pass on to Josh and any potential progeny. Yes- I am very well aware that RA is not necessarily hereditary, but what else was percolating in there? So- I did BOTH tests. I both to see if they matched- because I am persnickety like that- and the did to the nth degree.
The traits matched me on almost every level, which was surprising but cool. The health side was all great news (only one matched variant out of all of them) so that was a relief. The surprise was my heritage. I am literally that Ancestry DNA commercial. We thought we were German, German and more German. Both sides traced back generations. Nope. Not even close. We shall blame Dad for this- since Mama's side is actually traced back to Prussia, but my DNA shows that I am almost 50% Irish and British and only 15-20% German! So now- St. Patrick's day is my holiday too! Of course- it will never, ever top Halloween, but I am claiming it none-the-less. Of course, my dear husband who claims lots of Irish in his heritage, still won't let me make Corned Beef and Cabbage even though I have always loved it because he cannot stand the smell. *Funny memory* his Mom used to make Corned Beef and Cabbage for herself, Josh and I, and if the family wanted to complain, they could go elsewhere for dinner. Since none of the rest of them would eat it- they all scattered and we had a lovely dinner and leftovers. She was a hoot- I miss that and her.
On that note, I am off to the grocery to get prepping for the week, then I have an assignment to write for my PR Writing Class and a test in Geography before my Sunday night shows. Have a lovely St. Paddy's day and if you are heading out- be careful on the roads!