Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for March 17, 2020

Wonder where this is heading.

Oh, for that you get pinched at double strength.

He just finds you pinchable.

Blinded by her “Booty.”

Although, if you are staying home because of COVID-19, who’s to know if you don’t wear green?

I also like to have a nip on March 17th!

These two are really spicy. A pinch goes a long way.

For years, before political correctness, if you failed to wear green on St. Patrick’s Day your bottom was fair game to be paddled or pinched by those who did.

Now he’s gonna get it… if he’s lucky! ☺

The luck of the Irish was with me this morning, and I wasn’t even wearing green at the time!

Turn-about is fair play…

I like the look of glee as she’s getting her pincers ready.

she’s going for the purple nurple.

The warm intimacy between the married is splendid. Pinch, pat, hug or squeeze all increase the bond.

It’s her best side! ;o)

Janis is warming up the DOUBLE pinch I see . . .

Retaliation can be painful.!

I’m staying home today because I’m not wearing green. That’s my story.

Ok, since I had never heard about this pinching thing on St. Patrick’s Day, I had to look it up, and I think many are missing the real point to this “tradition”. According to folklore, you get pinched on St. Patrick’s day for not wearing green because green makes you invisible to leprechauns, and leprechauns like to pinch people (because they can!) So your friends will pinch you to remind you to wear green. One pinch will save you from many.

“C’mere hot stuff.”

Bend over, she wants to pinch both cheeks. No need to pucker up…

My ancestry is about 95% Irish, and I am 70 years old, but have never heard of this pinching thing until now. As far as “the wearing of the Green” — My mother always told me it was the people who aren’t Irish and wish they were, who need to wear green, but since my face was (in her words) already wearing a map of Ireland, I didn’t need to. Yes, she SAID that, but somehow, on March 17th, we were always clad in green, always had my Mom’s corned beef and cabbage for dinner, and there was almost always a flower arrangement, that included some Bells- of-Ireland, from my mother’s sisters and brother. Also, for a few years during the late 1950s, Mom baked enough green-tinted, Shamrock-shaped sugar cookies for my classroom and my sister’s, and Dad would painstakingly print each child’s name on his/her cookie, using food coloring & a toothpick.

I never heard of this.

I went every year to the St. Patrick’s Day Parade in NYC with my Tante Lisa till she passed away when I was 18. Even when we moved to L.I. I’d go in with my dad and he’d drop me off at my Tante Lisa (oops sorry Tante is aunt in German). I miss her and think of her even more on this special day….

Better run fast, Arlo, the excuse didn’t work. :)

I’m amazed at how many people are unaware of this tradition – I remember being no more than 4 or 5 and knowing to wear green or get pinched on St. Paddys day! And no one ever told me the tradtion changed! (Though I’m not for tush-pinching. We always just pinched the arm – in grammar school, pinching someone in the rear was detention-worthy behaviour!)

Target acquired, Captain. Photon torpedoes armed and ready.

Can’t resist my wife’s sweet caboose either.

Our reenactment unit participates in a St Pat parade that the township that owns our HQ has on the 2nd Sunday in March -March 8 this year. When husband was commander of the unit we went every year (and brought the cartridges for the fellows to fire during the parade). Now he is no longer commander and we don’t always go – we did not go this year. Glad we didn’t.

According the local paper one of local groupings of corona virus seems to come from the parade – it was before anything was done, even here in NY. No one in our unit has said they have it – but apparently it went around the huge crowds of the public that lined the route.