Dear Reader,
Please accept an apology for the state of my blog today.
As happens every year, the leprechauns have been busy wreaking havoc everywhere in our household and throughout our neighborhood. I did not realize that my blog was at risk as well.
Every year we are visited by these little gremlins who play tricks and pranks
and generally leave our home in a terrible state...
Just look what they did to my beloved Nanny...
And to Jack's favorite...
They left Jack a green bagel for breakfast with capers and butter...
Believe it or not, he loves the capers and butter...he just couldn't stomach the green bagel...
The problem with the leprechauns is that NOTHING is sacred...I'm even ashamed to show you this next picture but I think you should know how we suffer...
And. As if that isn't enough...
My husband's underwear flying out on the flagpole in front of our house for the whole world to see! OHHH, the in-humanity.
This year, I thought I was ready because I had done my research about leprechaun traps. I had placed one just inside my front door tempting them into the trap with gold coins.
This young guy from across the street was trying to convice me yesterday NOT to trap the leprechauns -- they are his FAVORITE! Forget that, I said, they make TOO BIG of a MESS!
So, this morning, imagine my delight when I had caught one!! Boy, was he mad and yelling all kinds of leprechaun bad words! I RAN across the street to get my young friend so he could see and by the time we had gotten back, the leprechaun had escaped! The gold coins were missing! And he left this note...
And my little friend was so happy...
I'm off to try to clean up this mess and hopefully, I can have this blog cleaned up in another day or so.
But, I promise not to leave on a completely sour note. I can say ONE nice thing about the leprechauns this year.
They left Jack a great tie!
(NOTICE: If you have any ways of catching these little imps, I will pay handsomely for your assistance in helping me get rid of them for good. OK, buttons, beads, fabrics, and threads...name your price!)
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Leprechaun Aftermath
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What fun!
You are a blast! I had never heard of these shennanigans. Must be my pets keep them those little leprechans out of my house.
OH my goodness that bugger really did a number on you! But I did laugh at what he wrote on your header the little stinker thinks he's so cute huh!
We been fighting these little guys at my house for years now. One has befriended my youngest grandson who accused every year of leaving the door unlocked for him. He brings dog cookies to the mutts to keep them quiet. But we leave cookies and milk for those little imps. They are such little pigs that when they finish them off, they are too roly poly to do much damage. I want that pot of gold, but they are too slick for me!!
Hmmm....sounds like you need a new trap or maybe a visit from the Leprechan Eradicator? Or maybe try putting the gold coins in something very sticky like molasses? Oh well, there's always next year. (And watch out for April Fool's, me thinks that's just around the corner?)
Have you tried leaving out a bowl of porridge? Maybe some of those nice steel-cut oats...and a nice cup of Irish Breakfast tea. Probably not a good idea to leave a pint of Guinness until you know exactly what you're dealing with.
I think the pint of Guinness should be for me!
Who could resist such fun!?
I have to admit I would not mind having one here! I need an imp or 2.
AAHHH! What fun this is!!!
Thanks for the great laugh. Things are fun at your house.
Wow, you really have an infestation! You do suffer, don't the people who drive the yellow mouse-mobile take care of leprechaun's too!? LOL!
Too fabulous for words!!!! You are so amazxxxzzzxxxxxxzzzzzingggg...Oh dear, a Leprechan just skipped acrossssssssssss my kkkkkeyboard....
Have they invaded the internet as well??? What is the world coming to!!!!
xoxo Camilla and The Wee Green Ones...
LOL!!! Looks like too much fun was had by all!
Well now, here in Ireland there are lots of stories of leprechauns, but very few about ways to make them go away, as they are very contrary and tend to do whatever they want.
There is one story that suggests how they might be persuaded to leave, but you might not like the consequences!
"There was once a village in Connemara where lots of leprechauns lived. They didn’t live in the village of course, they lived in the wild countryside around and they made their shoes, and they counted their gold, and sometimes they got up to a bit of mischief. The people in the village didn’t mind the mischief too much because the leprechauns always left a bit of good luck to make up for the spilled milk or the broken egg.
One day a farmer was sitting on a stone wall near his farm, smoking his clay pipe and looking at his land. He was very quiet and peaceful, and after a while he heard, tap tap, tap tap. He looked around carefully and slowly and saw a leprechaun, very close to him, tapping away at a shoe on a last.
Now he could have jumped and caught the leprechaun, because as everyone knows, if you catch a leprechaun you can claim their gold. But he didn’t, he wasn’t greedy and he didn’t want to frighten the little man, so, knowing how much they enjoy music, he started to sing very quietly, ‘de luain, de mhairt, de luain, de mhairt, de luain, de mhairt, de ceadaoin’ which simply means, Monday Tuesday, Monday, Tuesday, Monday Tuesday Wednesday. He sang it several times and the leprechaun listened, tapping his foot. When he finished the leprechaun nodded and looked pleased, tossed a small leather bag to the farmer, and vanished. The farmer looked in the bag and found ten gold pieces, as much money as he would make in a whole summer.
When he went back to the village everyone was very impressed with his story. Except for one man who listened enviously and thought he would do the same thing, but he had an idea to get even more money.
So he went and stood by the farmer’s wall and waited. Eventually the leprechaun appeared, tap, tap, tapping. The foolish man started to sing ‘de luain, de mhairt, de luain, de mhairt, de luain, de mhairt, de ceadaoin – but then he added ‘agus Deardaoin, agus Aoine, agus Satharn, agus Domhnach’. Which means ‘and Thursday, and Friday, and Saturday, and Sunday’. The leprechaun wasn’t a bit impressed though, the song was completely spoiled! So he waved his walking stick at the man, and vanished. And the silly man was turned into a pig and ran back to the village grunting and squealing. The villagers put him into a sty as they didn’t recognize him. And they never knew why both the leprechauns and their good luck had vanished completely."
So you see it might be very risky to get rid of the leprechauns like that, and you wouldn’t want to lose all the good luck they leave, for the price of a bit of tidying the house.
(sorry this is so long, but a story is worth the telling :))
Thank you Shirley!!! I tried to email you or find a way to contact you but I couldn't so I'll thank you for your great story here. I'll make sure I read it to all the kids...they will be quite excited to know that I should NOT be trying to catch a leprechaun!
That was fun!! Darn lephrachans,,sure did a number on you.
Love it love it love it!!!
Goodness, you sure know how to celebrate the day! We had an orderly house and corned beef and cabbage for dinner. No fun to speak of.
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