St. Patricks Day fits me. It’s full of leprechauns, which are magical fairies in Irish mythology. Like me, a leprechaun is a solitary creature. It can be called a sprite, which is defined as a ghost or a fairy. I can relate to ghosts. I see them when I work on murder cases and I sometimes see them in houses and forests. A fairy feels spooky to me, especially the one in the movie Peter Pan.
Green beer and Irish whiskey and anything gluten now give me hives, but I haven’t aged out of sprite behavior, so frivolity is in order. And guess what? You don’t have to be Irish to enjoy a day of fun.