Can someone please tell me if Michael Jackson, that is the Michael Jackson (aka Wacko Jacko) was/is in Moate, Co. Westmeath today???
Really?
And was he feeding his kids some Flahavans porridge while there?
Did Big Tom make an appearance I wonder to propose recording a duet? Well why not? If Michael Jackson is in Moate then anything is possible?
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Crazy Night
Had a bit of a mad one last night and am in shock at how little pain I am in today!
The diet went out the window and the pizza came in!
Gill and Nick are off for 5 months and they were sent off with style.... I think.
That's about as coherent as you're going to get from me tonight...
The diet went out the window and the pizza came in!
Gill and Nick are off for 5 months and they were sent off with style.... I think.
That's about as coherent as you're going to get from me tonight...
Monday, October 09, 2006
On a lighter note...
The push to get properly fit, healthy and not squidgy is underway folks. To date I have lost 4 and half pounds and an inch from all over and that's just in 3 weeks of trying!
This week I have been mostly not eating bread!
I would recommend it as a course of action.
This week I have been mostly not eating bread!
I would recommend it as a course of action.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
The Roman Holiday
I have finally managed to get some of my pictures from our trip to Rome up on Flickr, the link below will you directly to the set if you're interested.
I think this has to have been my most favourite holiday ever. I love Rome, I've been there 3 times now and hopefully will be back again at the end of this year, and I can't get enough of it.
In mid September the weather was perfect, it was a constant 30 degrees for most of the week, and the crowds weren't all that bad so it was absoloutely glorious! We adopted a policy of having one day in the city and the next day on a bus tour of some sort so that everyone (there was a group of us this time) could have a little rest on alternate days.
We tried one of those touristy bus tours that pick you up from your hotel, and ventured on the Christian tour of Rome (to keep the olds happy) but as it turned out everyone loved it! We visited St. Mary Major Basillica, St. John Latern and the Catacombs, and it was fascinating, the guide was excellent.
Ostia Antica
Other tours included a trip to Ostia Antica, the ancient, abandoned port of Rome, which I can't praise enough. If you go, bring sturdy shoes, hire the audio guide and spend the whole day there. We were there for about 3 and a half hours and didn't get past the amphi-theatre which is realtively near the entrance to the city!
We also traipsed all the way to Pompeii for a day on the train. It's not a difficult journey to undertake and if you are in Rome for any amount of time at all, you really should do this trip.
Pompeii is a bit crazy and has been completely over run by tourist groups and guides, but we found that if you get your map and guide book out and plan what you want to see you can by-pass the pushy groups and enjoy the place at your own pace. But if you don't have time to do this then do at least try to see Ostia, in my opinion it's much more impressive and a lot less crowded.
Pompeii.
On our final day trip we took ourselve off to see Hadrian's villa on a rainy saturday. It was very very impressive and the rain gave the whole experience a very romantic and personal feel.
The Lovely Boy took this shot at Hadrian's Villa, I think it's amazing.
While in the city we did the usual trips to the Colleseum, the Forum, the Palatine. As well as the Trevi Fountain, Capitiline Hill, the Parthenon, and lots lots more. We also indulged in very fine cuisine in the Jewish quarter amongst other places and generally relaxed and soaked up the atmosphere.
If you fancy something a little different I have to recommend the Time Elevator! It's a 5d cinema experience and we laughed ourselves stupid while there!
Where's Wally (or Trixibell) on the Spanish Steps?
I think this has to have been my most favourite holiday ever. I love Rome, I've been there 3 times now and hopefully will be back again at the end of this year, and I can't get enough of it.
In mid September the weather was perfect, it was a constant 30 degrees for most of the week, and the crowds weren't all that bad so it was absoloutely glorious! We adopted a policy of having one day in the city and the next day on a bus tour of some sort so that everyone (there was a group of us this time) could have a little rest on alternate days.
We tried one of those touristy bus tours that pick you up from your hotel, and ventured on the Christian tour of Rome (to keep the olds happy) but as it turned out everyone loved it! We visited St. Mary Major Basillica, St. John Latern and the Catacombs, and it was fascinating, the guide was excellent.
Ostia Antica
Other tours included a trip to Ostia Antica, the ancient, abandoned port of Rome, which I can't praise enough. If you go, bring sturdy shoes, hire the audio guide and spend the whole day there. We were there for about 3 and a half hours and didn't get past the amphi-theatre which is realtively near the entrance to the city!
We also traipsed all the way to Pompeii for a day on the train. It's not a difficult journey to undertake and if you are in Rome for any amount of time at all, you really should do this trip.
Pompeii is a bit crazy and has been completely over run by tourist groups and guides, but we found that if you get your map and guide book out and plan what you want to see you can by-pass the pushy groups and enjoy the place at your own pace. But if you don't have time to do this then do at least try to see Ostia, in my opinion it's much more impressive and a lot less crowded.
Pompeii.
On our final day trip we took ourselve off to see Hadrian's villa on a rainy saturday. It was very very impressive and the rain gave the whole experience a very romantic and personal feel.
The Lovely Boy took this shot at Hadrian's Villa, I think it's amazing.
While in the city we did the usual trips to the Colleseum, the Forum, the Palatine. As well as the Trevi Fountain, Capitiline Hill, the Parthenon, and lots lots more. We also indulged in very fine cuisine in the Jewish quarter amongst other places and generally relaxed and soaked up the atmosphere.
If you fancy something a little different I have to recommend the Time Elevator! It's a 5d cinema experience and we laughed ourselves stupid while there!
Where's Wally (or Trixibell) on the Spanish Steps?
Thursday, October 05, 2006
For Gill
Thursday, September 28, 2006
From the ridiculous to the obscene
I've had a few moments of sheer madness this week, which in hindsight made me laugh heartily and I think can be shared with the general public as an example of how life amuses me at times.
Firstly the ridiculous.
This morning there was a frog in my toilet.
I should have taken a picture but was far too busy jumping up and down on the bed and screaming for the lovely boy to come and rescue me. The problem with this scenario however now lies in the fact that I think we are now accomplices in Amphibian Homicide. We flushed him back down the loo. I say back because my worst fear is that he climbed up though the pipes, the happier option would be that he came through the window, but I'm prepared to accept the worst in this case. Like I said it's all a bit ridiculous.
My second story concerns the obscene.
Picture this, Trixibell enters the sitting room and starts to flick through the channels on TV. She gets to TG4 (the Irish Language station) she is confronted with Hector O'Heocaghain strapped in some sort of hamock in his boxer shorts being whipped by a dominatrix in a corset. The scene changes to another bloke (apparantly a Kerry footballer) bent over a table in his boxers also being whipped. Then Hector gets out of his contraption, while wearing a gimp mask and starts shouting and roaring about Meath beating Kerry some time in the nineties while beating the Kerry fella with some sort of a stick.
I was very confused.
Firstly the ridiculous.
This morning there was a frog in my toilet.
I should have taken a picture but was far too busy jumping up and down on the bed and screaming for the lovely boy to come and rescue me. The problem with this scenario however now lies in the fact that I think we are now accomplices in Amphibian Homicide. We flushed him back down the loo. I say back because my worst fear is that he climbed up though the pipes, the happier option would be that he came through the window, but I'm prepared to accept the worst in this case. Like I said it's all a bit ridiculous.
My second story concerns the obscene.
Picture this, Trixibell enters the sitting room and starts to flick through the channels on TV. She gets to TG4 (the Irish Language station) she is confronted with Hector O'Heocaghain strapped in some sort of hamock in his boxer shorts being whipped by a dominatrix in a corset. The scene changes to another bloke (apparantly a Kerry footballer) bent over a table in his boxers also being whipped. Then Hector gets out of his contraption, while wearing a gimp mask and starts shouting and roaring about Meath beating Kerry some time in the nineties while beating the Kerry fella with some sort of a stick.
I was very confused.
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Should I stay or should I go now?
I've just been flicking around my blog rolling list and have noticed that quite a few of my stalwarths have gone very very quiet or have disappeared altogether. What's going on in the Irish Blogosphere?
I found it difficult myself there for a while but have taken a huge step back and now care less and less about stats and visitors, (unless they leave a nice comment for me). I'm blogging for myself and generally not for an audience. I find that as I can't be here everyday it has become more difficult to comment on events of the day, or interesting news stories as they have usually passed into archive status by the time I get around to writing about them, I have lots of saved and unpublished posts to prove it! But that doesn't really bother me as I was always a little uncomfortable about adding my two cents worth, I can't understand why anyone should care what I think anyway! However the best thing about blogging I've found is that I now have a written reference for different stages of my life over the last year and a bit. Not everything has been included here and in fact recently a big crappy unhappy thing hasn't even been mentioned, but I know it's happened and I know I don't need to record anything about it. Besides it's over and this is supposed to be a happy place where I can play!
But I have to come to realise that blog pages have their own time span and usefulness. I will be abandoning here while I travel, although I have every intention of trying to record a taste of my adventures on another page, I wonder will I care enough to come back here when I return? Life moves on and I may too. But at least I'll have a record for posterity!
I found it difficult myself there for a while but have taken a huge step back and now care less and less about stats and visitors, (unless they leave a nice comment for me). I'm blogging for myself and generally not for an audience. I find that as I can't be here everyday it has become more difficult to comment on events of the day, or interesting news stories as they have usually passed into archive status by the time I get around to writing about them, I have lots of saved and unpublished posts to prove it! But that doesn't really bother me as I was always a little uncomfortable about adding my two cents worth, I can't understand why anyone should care what I think anyway! However the best thing about blogging I've found is that I now have a written reference for different stages of my life over the last year and a bit. Not everything has been included here and in fact recently a big crappy unhappy thing hasn't even been mentioned, but I know it's happened and I know I don't need to record anything about it. Besides it's over and this is supposed to be a happy place where I can play!
But I have to come to realise that blog pages have their own time span and usefulness. I will be abandoning here while I travel, although I have every intention of trying to record a taste of my adventures on another page, I wonder will I care enough to come back here when I return? Life moves on and I may too. But at least I'll have a record for posterity!
Aaaaaggghhhhh Feckin Internet
Right I'm finally here! It's taken 3 attempts over a similar number of days to get onto this flippin page.
Aaaaaaggghhhhh. Again for good measure!
Anyhoo have been up to lots of mischief in the intervening period between posts including, 10 days in Rome a girly weekend in Sligo, much lazing around and having fun!
I have loads of pictures to put up but due to the unstable nature of my internet connection you're just going to have to wait for them for a little while longer. My plan is to transfer them from my laptopto a memory stick and load them on Daddy's 'puter as he can access the ISDN line which for some reason my laptop won't do. But first I have to buy a memory stick.... It's all very complicated.
I am now going to have another hunt around for some sort of decent internet connection that reaches our house which is in the sticks. This is where I miss Dublin a little bit, but still not a lot to be honest.
Once we have that sorted the travel plans should follow... I hope.
Aaaaaaggghhhhh. Again for good measure!
Anyhoo have been up to lots of mischief in the intervening period between posts including, 10 days in Rome a girly weekend in Sligo, much lazing around and having fun!
I have loads of pictures to put up but due to the unstable nature of my internet connection you're just going to have to wait for them for a little while longer. My plan is to transfer them from my laptopto a memory stick and load them on Daddy's 'puter as he can access the ISDN line which for some reason my laptop won't do. But first I have to buy a memory stick.... It's all very complicated.
I am now going to have another hunt around for some sort of decent internet connection that reaches our house which is in the sticks. This is where I miss Dublin a little bit, but still not a lot to be honest.
Once we have that sorted the travel plans should follow... I hope.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
De Midlands
Here's what I've rediscovered so far about living outside Dublin after a very long time.
All men between the ages of roughly 15 and 25 are called Sham.
I'm a fine girl!
Pineapples are hereforth known as Pineaaaaapples.
Everyone I've met have been extremely decent.
I like it here.
All men between the ages of roughly 15 and 25 are called Sham.
I'm a fine girl!
Pineapples are hereforth known as Pineaaaaapples.
Everyone I've met have been extremely decent.
I like it here.
Monday, September 04, 2006
It's the Peanuts!
I met the Peanut!
He's handsome, healthy and has great suction!
The boobless hairy mommy also made me laugh!
He's handsome, healthy and has great suction!
The boobless hairy mommy also made me laugh!
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
The Pilgrims Progress
Lourdes is a strange place, at once confusing, noisy, bustling, tacky and peaceful. The cacophony reaches it's zenith during the week of the 15th August as the week combines both the feast day of the Assumption and also the Gypsy festival.
I'm going to publish some photo's here the rest are on flickr just click through to find them.
The Basillica
Torchlight Procession
I met some fabulous people in the last week, I faced my demons and conquered them, I bonded with my lovely mother, and crazy aunts. I found myself again.
I'm not afraid anymore of what I have left behind, I can face the next step and I can't be hurt. I've found my strength again.
It's time to move on.
I'm going to publish some photo's here the rest are on flickr just click through to find them.
The Basillica
Torchlight Procession
I met some fabulous people in the last week, I faced my demons and conquered them, I bonded with my lovely mother, and crazy aunts. I found myself again.
I'm not afraid anymore of what I have left behind, I can face the next step and I can't be hurt. I've found my strength again.
It's time to move on.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Canal Bank Walk
Canal Bank Walk - Patrick Kavanagh
Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal
Pouring redemption for me, that I do
The will of God, wallow in the habitual, the banal,
Grow with nature again as before I grew.
The bright stick trapped, the breeze adding a third
Party to the couple kissing on an old seat,
And a bird gathering materials for the nest for the Word
Eloquently new and abandoned to its delirious beat.
O unworn world enrapture me, encapture me in a web
Of fabulous grass and eternal voices by a beech,
Feed the gaping need of my senses, give me ad lib
To pray unselfconsciously with overflowing speech
For this soul needs to be honoured with a new dress woven
From green and blue things and arguments that cannot be proven.
Leafy-with-love banks and the green waters of the canal
Pouring redemption for me, that I do
The will of God, wallow in the habitual, the banal,
Grow with nature again as before I grew.
The bright stick trapped, the breeze adding a third
Party to the couple kissing on an old seat,
And a bird gathering materials for the nest for the Word
Eloquently new and abandoned to its delirious beat.
O unworn world enrapture me, encapture me in a web
Of fabulous grass and eternal voices by a beech,
Feed the gaping need of my senses, give me ad lib
To pray unselfconsciously with overflowing speech
For this soul needs to be honoured with a new dress woven
From green and blue things and arguments that cannot be proven.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Oh Help!
I've bought a set of denby for myself over the last few days?
Pretty isn't it?
Does this make me old?
Pretty isn't it?
Does this make me old?
Mel oh Mel
Oh dear it seems that the once beloved Mel Gibson (who I once dreamed of as swimming in a glass of gin and tonic and using the lemon as a float) is in the doghouse.
Not only was he caught drink driving but he has also (allegedly) reportedly was mouthing off anti-semitic comments (see link) .
What is a hollywood star to do?
We've had mugshots of Hugh Grant after his flagranté with Divine Browne prevously released to the press now we await the musgshot of Mel after his conversation with the LA PD concerning his thoughts on the Jewish involvement in wars. Not very nice is it?
However should we consider the Israeli attack on Lebanon in his comments?
To anyone with a thought in their head the current infraction (war) on Lebababon isn't exactly good conduct is it?
I'm definately not of the anti-semitic variety but I have to say that I one hundred percent disagree with the onslaught that the ordinary Lebanese civillian has had to deal with in the last fortnight.
From my reading of history I commend what the Jews have had to offer society as a whole. Their approach to civilisation and order is something we can all learn from. However the current and indeed the historich approach of the Israeli state, to the sovereignty of its borders is not something to admire. Hizbollah are not without blame but the ordinary citizen in Lebanon is. The current onslaught needs to stop now. Whether or not Syria is to blame for the attacks is currently irrelevant. People are dying, innocent people, and the UN seem to be powerless to stop it. Blaming the Jews is not helpful in this regard. Blaming the State of Israel would be more appropriate.
I read an article by Robert Frisk (who is a journalist who is willing to put himself on the front line) and he indicated that Hizbollah deliberatley goaded the Israelies into action by capturing 2 of their soldiers. I have no doubt this is true. But the Israeli reaction is not proportionate.
How many more innocent children, men and women have to die before this current upset will end?
Mel Gibson shouldn't have mouthed off when drunk and while being caught drink driving but he has opened another can of worms. Don't ya think?
Not only was he caught drink driving but he has also (allegedly) reportedly was mouthing off anti-semitic comments (see link) .
What is a hollywood star to do?
We've had mugshots of Hugh Grant after his flagranté with Divine Browne prevously released to the press now we await the musgshot of Mel after his conversation with the LA PD concerning his thoughts on the Jewish involvement in wars. Not very nice is it?
However should we consider the Israeli attack on Lebanon in his comments?
To anyone with a thought in their head the current infraction (war) on Lebababon isn't exactly good conduct is it?
I'm definately not of the anti-semitic variety but I have to say that I one hundred percent disagree with the onslaught that the ordinary Lebanese civillian has had to deal with in the last fortnight.
From my reading of history I commend what the Jews have had to offer society as a whole. Their approach to civilisation and order is something we can all learn from. However the current and indeed the historich approach of the Israeli state, to the sovereignty of its borders is not something to admire. Hizbollah are not without blame but the ordinary citizen in Lebanon is. The current onslaught needs to stop now. Whether or not Syria is to blame for the attacks is currently irrelevant. People are dying, innocent people, and the UN seem to be powerless to stop it. Blaming the Jews is not helpful in this regard. Blaming the State of Israel would be more appropriate.
I read an article by Robert Frisk (who is a journalist who is willing to put himself on the front line) and he indicated that Hizbollah deliberatley goaded the Israelies into action by capturing 2 of their soldiers. I have no doubt this is true. But the Israeli reaction is not proportionate.
How many more innocent children, men and women have to die before this current upset will end?
Mel Gibson shouldn't have mouthed off when drunk and while being caught drink driving but he has opened another can of worms. Don't ya think?
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Bye Bye Camera Phone...
I have finally indulged and bought myself a proper wigital camera yoke! It's mighty it has 7 million mega pixels (I know, I know but indulge me I have no techy knowledge!) and it takes ogeous pictures! (Can you tell I'm living in the midlands again?)
I took some brilliant action shots of the lovely boy playing lovely football in the lovely garden with his lovely brother and sister at the weekend which I was really pleased with. Then I managed to take some very blurred shots of trees. You'd think action shots would be easier to muck up than trees wouldn't you? I'll keep practicing!
I took some brilliant action shots of the lovely boy playing lovely football in the lovely garden with his lovely brother and sister at the weekend which I was really pleased with. Then I managed to take some very blurred shots of trees. You'd think action shots would be easier to muck up than trees wouldn't you? I'll keep practicing!
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
It's a feckin menagerie
It's been an odd few weeks around here it you're of the animal variety.
Firstly I have to announce the sad and untimely dissappearance of Paddy.
Paddy was/is our loveable, cuddlyable, adorable black and white pussy cat, who loved everyone and even inspired a local artist to paint him. Paddy was involved in an unfortunate incident about 5 years ago where he managed to lose his tail. He survived the trauma however and managed to live a very full and happy existence and it was decided by one and all that knew him that he probaly hadn't noticed it was gone, as he wasn't really the brightest animal around. However he's been looking off colour recently and we were waiting for the little bro to make an appearance before bringing him to the vet - just in case something bad had to happen to him. Little bro turned up, Paddy sat on everyone's lap in turn, left the house and hasn't returned, we think he was waiting for the bro to come home too so he could say his last goodbyes.... Poor Padso we miss him.
On other news, the Boscoeenies are now impossibly cute as the following photos bare witness...
I had to take them to the vet last week as they had sore eyes, and am now denoted their saviour as they would have gone blind if I hadn't so kudos to me! But they are gorgeous one of them (whom I affectionately have called Septic) still has a sore eye but I'm minding her and she should be fine.
As for something completely different our local friendly hedgehog paid us a visit last night...
He got himself into a spot of difficulty...
Don't worry Fiona Doolittle came to the rescue! I've never been that close to a hedgehog before and to my surprise discovered that they can move very quickly when they want!
And to round the animal update up last week a magpie dropped dead at the back door. I have no pictures cause it didn't seem right but according to Ro it panted a bit first and then just keeled over and died. Very weird.
I'm living in a fecking mad house, with a wacky family and crazed animals! No wonder my sanity is slipping!
Firstly I have to announce the sad and untimely dissappearance of Paddy.
Paddy was/is our loveable, cuddlyable, adorable black and white pussy cat, who loved everyone and even inspired a local artist to paint him. Paddy was involved in an unfortunate incident about 5 years ago where he managed to lose his tail. He survived the trauma however and managed to live a very full and happy existence and it was decided by one and all that knew him that he probaly hadn't noticed it was gone, as he wasn't really the brightest animal around. However he's been looking off colour recently and we were waiting for the little bro to make an appearance before bringing him to the vet - just in case something bad had to happen to him. Little bro turned up, Paddy sat on everyone's lap in turn, left the house and hasn't returned, we think he was waiting for the bro to come home too so he could say his last goodbyes.... Poor Padso we miss him.
On other news, the Boscoeenies are now impossibly cute as the following photos bare witness...
I had to take them to the vet last week as they had sore eyes, and am now denoted their saviour as they would have gone blind if I hadn't so kudos to me! But they are gorgeous one of them (whom I affectionately have called Septic) still has a sore eye but I'm minding her and she should be fine.
As for something completely different our local friendly hedgehog paid us a visit last night...
He got himself into a spot of difficulty...
Don't worry Fiona Doolittle came to the rescue! I've never been that close to a hedgehog before and to my surprise discovered that they can move very quickly when they want!
And to round the animal update up last week a magpie dropped dead at the back door. I have no pictures cause it didn't seem right but according to Ro it panted a bit first and then just keeled over and died. Very weird.
I'm living in a fecking mad house, with a wacky family and crazed animals! No wonder my sanity is slipping!
Monday, July 17, 2006
Maybe not so joyful...
Well we managed to lose both the minor and the senior games on Sunday, not a good result by any stretch of the imagination.
But it was still a nice day out and the quality time is always good so I won't be complaining all that much. Besided Dublin did well. Offaly weren't fast enough, or fit enough and although both sides missed many opportunities and Offaly went a man down for a second yellow card when he shouldn't have gotten one in the first place, it was still an enjoyable game.
Before the invasion... The crowd and the atmosphere were fantastic.
The invasion started well before the final whistle blew and that was after 3 streakers ran onto the pitch during the game!
The long road home...
But it was still a nice day out and the quality time is always good so I won't be complaining all that much. Besided Dublin did well. Offaly weren't fast enough, or fit enough and although both sides missed many opportunities and Offaly went a man down for a second yellow card when he shouldn't have gotten one in the first place, it was still an enjoyable game.
Before the invasion... The crowd and the atmosphere were fantastic.
The invasion started well before the final whistle blew and that was after 3 streakers ran onto the pitch during the game!
The long road home...
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Joys of the Summer
Some of my happiest childhood memories are of accompanying my Dad to Croke Park on Sunday afternoons with a rake of hang (ham) sandwiches and milky coffee in a flask to watch the behemots of Offaly hurling (and sometimes football) battle it out with other great counties on the field of play.
I was there in '94 when Johnny Dooley struck that fateful goal from the 45 yard line with three minutes to spare, that was followed up by another 3 points from play, and I screamed and screamed until I thought I would pass out and the end result was that we won the All Ireland, when it looked certain that Limerick had it in the bag. And I was there last year when Kilkenny whipped the lard out of us by 31 points in the all time worst game of hurling I have ever witnessed.
Tomorrow I am heading off to watch Offaly v Meath in the Minor Leinster Football Final and Offaly v Dublin in the Senior Leinster Football Final. It's my first ever time to see Offaly play a football Leinster final and despite my exhaustion, and the general anxiety I've been carrying for months now, I am really looking forward to the game. It takes effort to enjoy stuff sometimes and I'm going to make a big effort to enjoy tomorrow.
I hear from lil sis that hang sanwiches from the boot of the car have been replaced by subs from Subway, and milky coffee from a thermos in also no longer dé rigeur, but I'll bet you that Pops will still be full of excitement and usually unconcealed aggression towards our opponents and I will as per usual be left struggling between trying to restrain his enthusiasm for fear he'll get into trouble or actually getting myself into trouble by opening my big mouth! I also think the days are now long gone where I can get away with dressing in green white and orange from top to toe, and thinking I look cool!
C'mon Offaly lets beat those Dubs!
I was there in '94 when Johnny Dooley struck that fateful goal from the 45 yard line with three minutes to spare, that was followed up by another 3 points from play, and I screamed and screamed until I thought I would pass out and the end result was that we won the All Ireland, when it looked certain that Limerick had it in the bag. And I was there last year when Kilkenny whipped the lard out of us by 31 points in the all time worst game of hurling I have ever witnessed.
Tomorrow I am heading off to watch Offaly v Meath in the Minor Leinster Football Final and Offaly v Dublin in the Senior Leinster Football Final. It's my first ever time to see Offaly play a football Leinster final and despite my exhaustion, and the general anxiety I've been carrying for months now, I am really looking forward to the game. It takes effort to enjoy stuff sometimes and I'm going to make a big effort to enjoy tomorrow.
I hear from lil sis that hang sanwiches from the boot of the car have been replaced by subs from Subway, and milky coffee from a thermos in also no longer dé rigeur, but I'll bet you that Pops will still be full of excitement and usually unconcealed aggression towards our opponents and I will as per usual be left struggling between trying to restrain his enthusiasm for fear he'll get into trouble or actually getting myself into trouble by opening my big mouth! I also think the days are now long gone where I can get away with dressing in green white and orange from top to toe, and thinking I look cool!
C'mon Offaly lets beat those Dubs!
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Bosco and the Boscoeenies
Ladies and Gentlemen it is with great pride and pleasure that I can now introduce you to latest addition to Chez Trixibell's family!
'Tis none other than Bosco (the kitten with sluttish tendencies) and her brood of six, I kid you not, six kittens.
At first we were ashamed of her I mean she's still a child herself, we denied that such a thing could be possible in one so young and also because we thought she was a boy for a while... But once the teets for feeding appeared there really was no point in engaging in further denials, whats done is done. So now we have 9 cats.....
.... If anyone knows of a good home for a lovely black kitten, well you know where to come!
The proud mother.
The Boscoeenies
'Tis none other than Bosco (the kitten with sluttish tendencies) and her brood of six, I kid you not, six kittens.
At first we were ashamed of her I mean she's still a child herself, we denied that such a thing could be possible in one so young and also because we thought she was a boy for a while... But once the teets for feeding appeared there really was no point in engaging in further denials, whats done is done. So now we have 9 cats.....
.... If anyone knows of a good home for a lovely black kitten, well you know where to come!
The proud mother.
The Boscoeenies
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