Dinner at Mom's house

Today is my mom's annual St. Paddy's Day dinner of Corned Beef and Cabbage. Sounds great on the surface; however, this yearly event can prove to be terrifying. You see, I strongly believe that she solely cooks this meal, not for the love of corned beef and cabbage, but to pinch every guest (including my little dog) who is not wearing green. As a result, in anticipation, I am feverishly looking for some small thread of green to wear in order to survive this upcoming delicious dinner. Past thoughts of my mom, who is Puerto Rican and not even Irish and her tendency to pinch everyone on every March 17th, run through my mind as I settle on an old green flowered shirt that I found stuffed in the drawer under all the other shirts that I would prefer to wear today. Oh well, at least the dinner will be delicious and I know that I will once again survive another yearly dinner at mom's to celebrate St. Paddy's Day. Who is this St. Paddy anyway??? Oh well, time to go!