Monday, March 17, 2008

My St. Patrick's Day Memory...


Please pray this beautiful prayer with me from the Breastplate of St. Patrick:

“Christ shield me this day: Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ on my right, Christ on my left, Christ when I lie down, Christ when I arise, Christ in the heart of every person who thinks of me, Christ in the eye that sees me, Christ in the ear that hears me”


Funny true story to share with you ...

It was 24 years ago today that I got drunk, my first and only time,

Oh yeah and I was engaged. tee hee hee

I was engaged on March 17, 1984. Rick took me to Three Ships Inn, a beautiful restaurant, run by a family in an old home that was renovated into a restaurant. He ordered a bottle of wine and they kept filling my glass at every course.

Finally I had to use the bathroom, and when I stood up the room was spinning. I had to lean on chairs to get to the bathroom. My feet felt like that were made of lead.

Aye yi yi,

I have no clue how I made it to and from the bathroom, I'm sure it was obvious, because I remember my hands feeling like lead as I grabbed chairs to steady myself to the bathroom.

Later, I told Rick he did not have to get me drunk, chances are I would have said yes.

Later that same year, Rick decided to become Catholic, and chose St. Patrick as his Confirmation name.


John said...

Thank you for the gagglePUTZ link:)

Also, nice journal entry! (Only time you got drunk??)


angiekirsch said...

Very funny!!!! I now have a picture of a drunk Judy in my mind. ROFL

Seriously though, I hate the feeling of being drunk . . . It's why I don't drink any more. It's not fun for me . . . But it is kind of fun to watch other people when they're drunk. LOL

Saint Maker said...

Yes, seeing Judy, aka ME drunk would not be a pretty site. LOL. I don't like to have that lack of control, so I'm sure getting 'drunk' would not be for me. An occasional drink is fine with me.