Saturday was Saint Patrick's Day. :) And this year we actually were invited to a cookout/party! When I heard that my sister was hosting party of her own and making her own ice cream flavored with Bailey's, I knew what I wanted to bring. That sounded amazing.
So, of course, I checked pinterest, and found this recipe and started it the night before. I only used half the Bailey's, because I didn't realize it was going to be so expensive . . . I bought four mini bottles and it came to about $10! I guess it's a once-a-year (or less!) treat. Anywho. That was plenty of Bailey's to give it a very strong flavor, so I wouldn't recommend using any more.
The recipe didn't make a huge amount, but since about half of the people at the party were pregnant ladies understandably a bit skittish of taking more than a taste, it worked out, haha!
Anyway. I also really liked this simple little tutorial for felt shamrocks. In spite of having real shamrocks growing in pocket-handkerchief front yard, I stitched up a couple of them on our way to the party and made this little pin! I love it. The felt and the silk violets were left over from a little corsage project back in December, so it was quite free. And I could have put a pin back on it which was also left over, but since I was making it in the car, I just affixed it to the shoulder of my top with a straight pin. :)
So, my must-make-something urges were satisfied this past weekend thanks to pinterest. :)
In Sunday School the next morning, we were surprised to hear Pastor Andy share with us a portrait of the life of Patrick of Ireland. I was so excited that I took three pages of notes! He stuck to original documents for his sources--Patrick's Confession, which was likely modeled after Augustine's autobiographical work of the same name, and a Letter to Coroticus. In other words, the lesson was heavy on fact and very light on the many myths surrounding him as a historical character.
The neat thing is that apparently Patrick was a very strong Christian with a mission-mindset unusual to his time. He spent the better part of his adult life as a missionary to Ireland, which at the time (4th century) was the ends of the earth, and certainly outside the protection of Roman England in which he grew up. He was the type of missionary who preached the gospel without really trying to change the culture of the people around him.
I shared some musings on celebrating Saint Patrick's Day a couple of years ago (here they are, if you're interested). Since then, I have learned much about the man, Patrick. And while we certainly feel no religious obligation to observe the day as a holiday and have no desire to be affiliated with the drunkenness so commonly associated with it, I think we have new reason and freedom to celebrate it as we wish. :)
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