If It's not Scottish (or Irish) .... It's Craaaaap

A while back, the Center was invited to have a booth at the first Cache Valley Celtic Festival. We accepted the invitation, and last week we spent the day talking about family history with many of the festival visitors. They had Highland games competition, bagpipes, Celtic dancers and singers and many clan and commercial booths. I was able to make a couple of presentations in the Opera House on family history. The whole day was filled with many exciting and educational events. BUT ... There was only one thing wrong with the day. Most of the participants were wearing their clan kilts....most of them except me. :(

After the festival ended and we packed up and went home, I started feeling a need to have a kilt. I had checked some out with one of the vendors at the festival, but he didn't have the tartan I wanted in my size. Needless to say, the next several days were spent checking out kilts on the internet, and mine arrived this afternoon!!!

For those of you who may not be Scottish or Irish, a brief word of explanation. The kilt is in the Irish National tartan. The little green things on the socks are called flashes, and the knife is really; a Sgian Dubh (knife). The black bag is a sporran which replaces the pockets that the kilt does not have. The kilt pin represents the thistle and a sword. I hope I have answered the questions you might have except for one, which we will deal with at a later time.

The kilt is very comfortable to wear, and I am looking for occasions where it would be appropriate for me to wear. Like the title of my blog says: "I'll Never Grow Up".