FMM: 8 mi
Hi, Gissas and Gussers,
Bob & I just returned from County Donegal; that explains your new names. Don't worry. A gissa is a girl, and a gusser is a boy. A baby is a wan as in "wee one." Our friends, Jenny & Michael Keane, drove us to County Donegal to visit with Michael's sister Mary. Once again, I caused one of my friends to do something completely out of character (Remember Marianne and her credit card? Teresa and her passport?). Well, Jenny didn't check her gauge, and -- for the first time in her life -- she ran out of gas. Since he had company along (us), Michael stayed mostly calm, and he hitched a quick ride to the petrol station. Bob especially enjoyed interacting with a lovely horse while we waited. Mary has a lovely spacious house with lots of bedrooms. Bob was the last one to bed on Friday, and he wasn't sure which bedroom was ours. At least that's what he said. He inadvertently wandered into Mary's room. She promptly woke up and ordered him out! So far this year, Bob and I have managed to avoid eating black and white pudding. Our luck ran out on Friday when our hostess served us this traditional dish of dried animal blood cooked with a filler until it congeals. That description is why we have avoided the stuff. However, we agreed it was quite tasty. I may even serve it at Bunco in August, ladies, so watch out...We stayed on St. John's Point, a peninsula. Bob thinks that Donegal is the Ireland that he -- and perhaps you -- has always had in his mind. It was rainy and windy. We saw cliffs, the ocean, fishing boats, a castle, green fields, rainbows, sheep,cows, mountains, wildflowers, and not a lot of people. It was nice to spend a relaxing weekend with friends...(An aside to Kim L, Teresa F, and any other shallow, celebrity-obsessed friends reading this: Sarah Jessica and Matthew have a place right across the bay from where we stayed.)...
Having your fun for you,
I remain
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
