December 21 blogpost
FMM: 2 mi
Hi, Lads (they seem to use that here like we do "guys", so I won't add "lassies"),
If you talk to my daughters they will probably insist we walked 50 miles instead of 2. It could have something to do with their failure to wear warm clothing and to cover their heads. They were freezing, but they looked great. Meanwhile I was bundled up like the Michelin man; I looked adorable AND felt great. The girls enjoyed the Irish fashions. Nancy was most willing to change her "look". However, Molly determined that the clothes made her look like Elton John, Ellen Degeneres (I LOVED the black blazer), or the worst of all: Me!... Tim and Megan were off on a 6 hr bus ride to the Rock of Cashel only to discover that it was closed due to frost. I think they managed a good nap on the bus. Bob was doing what all good dads do when given the choice: sitting on the couch and reading a book while we were all out... We went to the Arlington Hotel for an Irish Dinner and Music/Dance Show. Nancy volunteered to get on stage and dance a reel and Bob was singled out for his sing-a-long prowess. The performers were right: the entertainment got better as the Guinness flowed. Anyway, we all made it home and only Molly is still suffering from jetlag...We are off to the Wicklow Mountains and Glendalough today.
Boozing and schmoozing,
I remain
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
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Your first sentence reminded me of our walk around the lake in the park in Santa Rosa when Jessica and Tim acted as if we'd taken them on a death march. Glad the gang all made it over there and you sound as if you all are having a great time! We're making our move to Sun Valley for a few months; I'm not in shape!
ReplyDeleteYou got it! The girls think they've died and gone to hell with all the walking around here. I fear your b'day card will be late this year...couldn't find one funny enough. Have fun skiing. Merry Christmas!
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