I’m not Irish at all or psuedo-Irish enough to mention St. Patrick’s Day just because it’s happening, but I have an insatiable weakness for stories with good ambiguity.

And apparently this year there’s confusion about which day everyone ought to celebrate. It’s supposed to be one of the simple holidays, always on March 17, but a calendar phenomenon that won’t occur again until 2160 means March 17 falls during Holy Week. So the Catholic Church moved it to March 15? We missed it? That’s just silly, and I assume there will be plenty of feigned Irishness and revelry today. Maybe moreso, because this is likely the only un-St. Patrick’s Day of our lives.

Due to the ambiguity, I’ve been wearing green for the past three days. I’ve been wearing a lot of green this year, so it’s only partially intentional, but I wore olive green Saturday, teal green yesterday and my best forest/kelly green today.