Last night, for St. Patrick’s Day, my sister had a gig at the Ocean Mist (the shack-bar on the beach I mention often) singing 6 U2 songs with a friend of hers who is a guitar-player, and who runs the weekly open mike there.
Jean’s a middle-school teacher but she has the heart and soul of Joan Jett.
I ended up doing nothing for St. Patrick’s Day, as much of a travesty as that might seem. I had plans to go to Molly’s Shebeen, one of my favorite pubs in the city, and have some Guinness, some shepherd’s pie, and maybe even dance a jig. It’s happened before.
But a couple of the friends backed out at last minute for various reasons – and so I just made my merry way home. Through the accumulating snow.
I made dinner. I drank pink lemonade. I watched the snow fall. I felt hormonally emotional. I watched “Moonstruck” and laughed out loud. Haven’t seen it in years.
“I see a wolf in every person I ever met … and I see a wolf in you.”
“Old man. You give those dogs one more plate of my food and I’ll kick you til you’re dead.”
“I LOST MY HAND! I LOST MY HAND! I LOST MY HAND!”
The entire spectacle of Vincent Gardenia.
“Pop, I got news.”
“Let’s go into the kitchen.”
I know this is completely not an exciting post, full of Irish revelry and whiskey-soaked craic and clattering lines of riverdancing children … but I can’t help it.
Jean’s the rock-star of the family, in this moment. Wish I had been there.
I hope Chris U. was there, further regretting the horrible 7th grade comment he made to her!!!
She was awesome, although I may be slightly biased. She was nervous, but after a shot or four she was OK.
Jean sings too? Your family is hogging a good deal of the world’s talent share.
Jean has always been and will always be my IDOL!!!! When she walks in the romm..the light gets brighter!
“I only use copper…”
“The wife was cheap, but the man, he understood.”
Terrible paraphrasing aside, I love that one too, Sheila. Saw it a little while ago.
Have a great and safe trip!
Sheila:
Kudos to Jean…Rock on sweetie!
Another ‘Moonstruck moment’to share:
Rose(Olympia D.): “Do you love him, Loretta?”
Loretta: “Ma, I love him awful.”
Rose: “Aw God, that’s too bad.”