Irish boys make me sad

I love the title of this post. It came to me while I was IMing a friend, and it was in reference to the singer Damien Rice and the band Snow Patrol. I was telling my friend that I needed some new music, and we were throwing our favorite bands back and forth. I happen to like non-traditional Irish music, although I like the twiddle-dee-dee stuff too.

When I first met Tim he referred to me as a culchie, which I thought was a sweet name for a country girl but someone set me straight and said it was more like the Gaelic word for country bumpkin. My fatal romanticism once again haunts me.

In honor of the Irish boys who make me sad and other culchie girls everywhere, I plan to make colcannon with kale tomorrow. I got some kale in my CSA and I think this is a great way to use it. I tried roasting the kale before but got distracted and ended up with something that resembled charred sea weed.

Yesterday I found 2 4-leaf clovers! I was thinking of my Aunt while I looked through the clump of grass, who reminded me of thinking positively this weekend. Thanks, Sue. You are on to something, I think.