Molly is Irish for Mary. Sure, I'm Irish. At least I think I am. A little. So Happy St. Patrick's Day!
By the way, I love my name. Not just "like," but "love." Love, love, love. Parents, thank you so much for naming me Molly.
And I like to tell people I'm Mexican, because they don't usually believe me. But it's true--I'm 1/8 Mexican. I used to love looking at the portrait of my great great (great?) grandparents that hung on my Grandma Adrian's wall. Ignacia and Pedro Espejo.
But I'm equally proud of my Scottish heritage. My grandma's maiden name is MacTavish. And I think that's the coolest thing. Go ahead--say it out loud. MacTavish. Now say it with a Scottish accent. Yep. You're jealous. I think I need to go to Scotland some day. Anyone want to go with me?
So kiss me--I'm Irish, Scottish, Mexican, English, German, and probably a ton of other things. But don't pinch me--I'm wearing green today.
3 years ago