Everyone is a little bit Irish today, but in my childhood home being Irish was a full-time job. My father, a man of wit and brevity, never lectured us about anything. But he had an endless storehouse of wonderful old Irish sayings, and he could always pop out the perfect one to put us in our places.
We probably didn’t appreciate it then, but all these years later I remember them, and I’ve even found a few more of my own along the way.
The Irish swing easily from sardonic to sloppily sentimental…and back again. I’m the same way. So of course, my storehouse of favorite Irish sayings hits both notes, as well. Here are a few:
My favorite blessings:
May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past.
May you always walk in sunshine, may you never want for more.
May Irish angels rest their wings right beside your door.
My favorite warnings:
There’s no need to fear the wind if your haystacks are tied down.
It’s sweet to drink, but bitter to pay for.
My favorite curse:
May those who love us, love us.
And those that don’t love us, may God turn their hearts.
And if he doesn’t turn their hearts, may he turn their ankles,
So we’ll know them by their limping.
My favorite toasts:
We drink to your coffin. May it be built from the wood of a hundred-year-old oak tree that I shall plant tomorrow.
As you slide down the banisters of life, may the splinters never point the wrong way.
What wonderful sayings were you brought up on–Irish or otherwise? I’d love to add to my storehouse, so that I can impress everyone the next time we have a St. Patty’s Day party, like this yummy one at my sister’s…from which I’ve just now come home. Apparently, ahem, we’re big on dessert!