
She also sent me some green jello, which may or may not be illegal here in Sweden. All I know is that most Swedish people have never had Jello of any form. I know... that's crazy talk. Here we are enjoying (?) some Jello Shots:

So between the stuff my mom sent, the stuff I sent Blake last year so that he could celebrate St Patty's Day properly that he never used, some random green decorations, and green light bulbs, we were ready to show them what it is all about. Except that when everyone asked us what is was all about, we said, "Ummm, you know, I'm not sure. I know St Patrick drove out a bunch of snakes, so that's cool, and I remember hearing something about him bringing Christianity to Ireland, which might be why he is a saint. Hmmm... well, don't worry why we are celebrating. All you need to know is that if you don't wear green, you get pinched, and that you have to drink green beer. Don't worry, it is just regular beer with green food coloring in it." (They all seemed a little skeptical of the green beer... but most of them tried it at least.) And so that is what we did.
What I thought was weird was how many people commented that they had to go out and buy something green because they didnt own any green clothing. Is it just me who owns an excess of green clothing, or is it weird that Swedish people dont wear green?My favorite pic of the night (which sort of illustrates my point. Sort of.) is our Seattle Seahawks friend, Erik, who considered wearing Seattle Seahawk gloves that Blake picked up for him in the states, his Green for the night.

So we successfully brought a little peice of Ireland* to Sweden. To check out all the pics, click here.
*And by Ireland, I mean a totally Americanized version of Ireland
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