Saturday, March 6, 2010

A GOOD OLD IRISH CURSE...

May the curse of Mary Malone and her nine blind illegitimate children chase you so far over the hills of Damnation that the Lord himself can't find you with a telescope.
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The things I love most about the Irish are their wit and humor and their belief in the Fae and magic fancies of life. They are ever a delight to me for I dance to the same wee tunes inside my head...left there I think by my Irish kin.

5 comments:

Beth Niquette said...

You are Irish, too? But then, I'm not surprised. Tch tch tch--Dad says he is really a Leprechaun. I believe him. (Grin)

Unknown said...

I am so glad I found your blog! I absoltely adore this post! I have not read this in years! Brought a big smile to my face!!

That movie came to mind--The Quiet Man--even though this phrase is not in the movie--(it should have been)--I can hear Maureen O'Hara saying it just the same!
How funny this small world is of ours!

Love your art work and plan to come back again to visit when I can stay longer!

God bless your Irish Heart!

JANN said...

SENDING BIG IRISH HUGS TO YOU DEAR FRIEND.
ALWAYS LOVE YOU :) LOVE THE IRISH POEM ALSO.
HAVE A GREAT DAY MY DEAR FRIEND .

Unknown said...

AHHH Leave it to the Irish! I can say that as I married an Irish man:) At least on his Dad's side his Mother's family are Scottish! SOOO with my Danish background and all of the wee folk stories I have been raised with our poor children had no chance:)
XXXOOO my dear friend

Beth Niquette said...

When I was a little girl and had so much energy I could not keep it down, I would dance to a tune in my head. I would stand and dance for the longest time.

Later on I realized the intricate steps I did with my feet with the rest of me straight and still--was the Irish reel. I can still dance that way--how I knew to dance those steps is anyone's guess.

Perhaps it's just the luck of the Irish?