I am Irish. I'm also Norwegian, German, Swedish, Danish, and English. But - it's Ireland that my heart yearns to see. Someday. Soon.
I love the High Kings. I think they're great and when I want to dance around the room with Ash, or get my rear in gear for some good house cleaning then I turn on Pandora and hit the High Kings station. :) Click here to listen to the song that gives me goosebumps every time I hear it.
I packed some boxes today. Woohoo!!
Anyways, my girls are more Irish than I am since my husband is probably Irish on both sides. Meaning, we know he is on one side, but lost the trail on his dad's side. But our last name is pretty Irish, so I'm 90% sure that he's Irish on both sides.
And then there's me. My mother's mother's mother is a Caldwell. They are Irish and someone traced our line all the way back to Brian Boru, the last High King of Ireland!!! **regal pose**
I still remember how excited I was when I discovered this. I was literally hopping up and down. I turned to Tony (my husband) and said (with much authority), "I am a princess!" He thought that was funny, of course. And especially later on when he was hugging me too tight and I told him to not squeeze the royal body. Hahaha!
Other cool info on the same subject: Brian of Boru had 4 wives and I (of course) come from his most notorious and beautiful wife. The one who loved Brian the most and he loved her, but they just couldn't get along and divorced. Weird. And they had a lot of kids too. Supposedly she did have something to do with his murder, but was said to have truly mourned his death. That doesn't make much sense to me.
So, anyways. I'm Irish. And happy about it.
And a quick thank you for all the sweet comments to my sister. And the uplifting comments left when I was having a bad day. Y'all are so nice. Thank you.
And yes, I can say "y'all" because I lived in Houston for almost two years. ;)
I love the High Kings. I think they're great and when I want to dance around the room with Ash, or get my rear in gear for some good house cleaning then I turn on Pandora and hit the High Kings station. :) Click here to listen to the song that gives me goosebumps every time I hear it.
I packed some boxes today. Woohoo!!
Anyways, my girls are more Irish than I am since my husband is probably Irish on both sides. Meaning, we know he is on one side, but lost the trail on his dad's side. But our last name is pretty Irish, so I'm 90% sure that he's Irish on both sides.
And then there's me. My mother's mother's mother is a Caldwell. They are Irish and someone traced our line all the way back to Brian Boru, the last High King of Ireland!!! **regal pose**
I still remember how excited I was when I discovered this. I was literally hopping up and down. I turned to Tony (my husband) and said (with much authority), "I am a princess!" He thought that was funny, of course. And especially later on when he was hugging me too tight and I told him to not squeeze the royal body. Hahaha!
Other cool info on the same subject: Brian of Boru had 4 wives and I (of course) come from his most notorious and beautiful wife. The one who loved Brian the most and he loved her, but they just couldn't get along and divorced. Weird. And they had a lot of kids too. Supposedly she did have something to do with his murder, but was said to have truly mourned his death. That doesn't make much sense to me.
So, anyways. I'm Irish. And happy about it.
And a quick thank you for all the sweet comments to my sister. And the uplifting comments left when I was having a bad day. Y'all are so nice. Thank you.
And yes, I can say "y'all" because I lived in Houston for almost two years. ;)
