Liar, liar, green beer on fire

I have never in my entire life heard someone argue about how Swedish they are.

Or German. Or Dutch. Or British. Or any ethnicity for that matter.

But on St. Patrick's Day, oh will people argue about how Irish they are.

For the record, my great great great grandaddy Patrick immigrated from County Leitrim, Ireland to Minnesota. So if you're wondering just what "Guckeen" is, it is in fact Irish. Which makes me bleed green beer not just on St. Patrick's Day, but all year round.

So there.

One of the sites has the option of filling in your ethnicity, and I always wondered just what that does exactly for a person's dating life. I'm not the type of girl to single out the Finnish or the Canadian or the Antarctican. But maybe I should be?

Adventures in Iowa to be revealed tomorrow...after I finish uploading pics from my weekend shenanigans to my laptop.