FMM: 8 mi
Good morning, blokes and birds,
I survived my self-imposed walkathon around the Howth Peninsula. (I couldn't have gotten myself invited to join a book club or a bunco club, now could I????)The ocean views are quite spectacular; so are the homes. I walked with four nice ladies in the loosely-organized Peninsula Walking Club. They are serious walkers. Thank God they stop for 3 mins a third of the way, and about 30 min for coffee at 2/3 of the way. Their stated habit is to stay silent up one rather imposing hill, but I stupidly took the floor then. Of course, I had to finish my tale about our wonderful 5 euro tour of the Glasnevin Cemetery and they seemed politely interested. (Although one lady remarked, "My husband would think I was out of my mind if I announced on Sunday afternoon that I was off to tour the cemetery.") However, it nearly finished me off... I did learn that you have to get a passport to take your dog out of the country!.. You animal lovers probably know that. Did you also know that hotels in Switzerland and Austria freely welcome dogs in their hotels and restaurants? That's what they told me...I did enjoy the 1 hour train ride and managed to finish a very good book called _Memoir_ by John McGahern, a popular Irish author. It was an _Angela's Ashes_ type true story of his Irish childhood. I couldn't put it down...Bob has suggested (demanded?) that I find a way to clean the floor in this apt. The only cleaning utensil provided is a push broom which I have occasionally swished around parts of the floor. Evidently, the sun shone in on a rather dusty corner heap last night, and now I'm in trouble. I must remember to keep the curtains closed when he comes home! Anyway, you can think of me dragging home a proper mop (no Swiffers here!) today. I may put on my babuska just for effect. To complete the picture: it is supposed to pour down rain all day today. At least my mop will be all ready by the time I get home... Maybe someone will hire me. They would be sorry...We are expecting company tomorrow. Monsignor Flanagan from Columbia is in Ireland and we will hopefully see him Saturday...
Mopingly Moppingly yours,
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
Showing posts with label Walking Club. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Walking Club. Show all posts
Friday, October 9, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
The Irish Rover
FMM: 1.2 mi
Hi,
(Footnote: Pam suggested the "Irish Rover" moniker; I have to give her credit or Floyd might sue me! Also, this way the actual Irish Rovers Band will sue Pam not me.)
Just the slob from the bog here. I am off to walk at the seashore momentarily with a group of ladies. Bob told me not to talk much, and they might invite me back. It worked! I will try it again today. I certainly have had lots of practice not talking... Furthermore, if this keeps up, I have decided I won't have to give up a thing for Lent. Do you know how hard it is for me to keep my mouth shut??? Don't answer that...It is cold and dreary here...Just got off Skype with Nancy. We don't know why she is still up at 2:00 AM. We demanded that she go to bed immediately...She may or may not go to the M0-Neb game tonight, so let her or me know if you need a ticket...Gotta go; don't want to be late for my forced march...
Rovingly yours,
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
Hi,
(Footnote: Pam suggested the "Irish Rover" moniker; I have to give her credit or Floyd might sue me! Also, this way the actual Irish Rovers Band will sue Pam not me.)
Just the slob from the bog here. I am off to walk at the seashore momentarily with a group of ladies. Bob told me not to talk much, and they might invite me back. It worked! I will try it again today. I certainly have had lots of practice not talking... Furthermore, if this keeps up, I have decided I won't have to give up a thing for Lent. Do you know how hard it is for me to keep my mouth shut??? Don't answer that...It is cold and dreary here...Just got off Skype with Nancy. We don't know why she is still up at 2:00 AM. We demanded that she go to bed immediately...She may or may not go to the M0-Neb game tonight, so let her or me know if you need a ticket...Gotta go; don't want to be late for my forced march...
Rovingly yours,
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
Friday, September 25, 2009
Girls Just Want to Have Fun
Hi, Everybody,
FMM: 9 mi !!!
The grand prize winner of yesterday's contest was Molly O'Connell. She received a darling picture of her dad watching TV. The consolation prize went to John Stegemann who begged for a picture of Bob. I obliged by sending him a cute shot of Bob under an umbrella.
The answer to yesterday's question: Arthur's Day
Yesterday was the 250th anniversary of Guinness Brewing here in Dublin. Arthur Guinness was the founder. Bob tells me that the Guinness Company has a 9,000 year lease on the land where the brewery is. I think that as long as there's Ireland, they'll be Guinness.
No, that 9 above is not a typo. What I'm going to tell you will prove once and for all the lengths I will go to just to have a good time or at least a reprieve from my captivity here on the 4th floor. I met a nice lady name Maire (that's the Gaelic form of Mary) at a coffee after Mass a few weeks ago and she invited me to a walking club that she belongs to. Yesterday was the big day. I walked 30 min to the train, took the train 30 min, she picked me up, then I walked 90 mins along the seashore, before taking the train home, and walking back home, returning at 4:00 PM.
It was a nice group of 5 ladies. However, they were serious walkers. We walked the entire peninsula of Dublin Bay around Howth. The views --- when I was able to sneak a peek in between making sure to keep up and not fall flat on my face on the rocks - were stunning. Once of these days I plan to show Bob was a forced march really is. Won't he be surprised? When I thought we were at the end of the walk, I was told that we were only a third of the way there. Part of the walk is on a trail like the MKT Trail in Columbia. At least they do stop 2/3 of the way around the peninsula and have a cup of coffee. That part I liked. The ladies were most pleasant and agreeable and I have been invited back next week...Last night we went to Fulbright event and met a few other Americans in the same situation we are in. So, I did improve my social interaction quotient yesterday... Sadly, I missed being here for the delivery of my care package from Mom and Mary. Now I will have to walk 3 miles to get it and carry it back. I may have to open the ice tea mix and fix myself a glass along the way. Mom insists the box is "huge"
and "too heavy" for me to carry. I will probably unload my precious cargo at the post office and stuff it in my wheeling shopping cart. I will let you know what arrived in my special box; I know you are dying to know....until tomorrow I remain your faithful
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
FMM: 9 mi !!!
The grand prize winner of yesterday's contest was Molly O'Connell. She received a darling picture of her dad watching TV. The consolation prize went to John Stegemann who begged for a picture of Bob. I obliged by sending him a cute shot of Bob under an umbrella.
The answer to yesterday's question: Arthur's Day
Yesterday was the 250th anniversary of Guinness Brewing here in Dublin. Arthur Guinness was the founder. Bob tells me that the Guinness Company has a 9,000 year lease on the land where the brewery is. I think that as long as there's Ireland, they'll be Guinness.
No, that 9 above is not a typo. What I'm going to tell you will prove once and for all the lengths I will go to just to have a good time or at least a reprieve from my captivity here on the 4th floor. I met a nice lady name Maire (that's the Gaelic form of Mary) at a coffee after Mass a few weeks ago and she invited me to a walking club that she belongs to. Yesterday was the big day. I walked 30 min to the train, took the train 30 min, she picked me up, then I walked 90 mins along the seashore, before taking the train home, and walking back home, returning at 4:00 PM.
It was a nice group of 5 ladies. However, they were serious walkers. We walked the entire peninsula of Dublin Bay around Howth. The views --- when I was able to sneak a peek in between making sure to keep up and not fall flat on my face on the rocks - were stunning. Once of these days I plan to show Bob was a forced march really is. Won't he be surprised? When I thought we were at the end of the walk, I was told that we were only a third of the way there. Part of the walk is on a trail like the MKT Trail in Columbia. At least they do stop 2/3 of the way around the peninsula and have a cup of coffee. That part I liked. The ladies were most pleasant and agreeable and I have been invited back next week...Last night we went to Fulbright event and met a few other Americans in the same situation we are in. So, I did improve my social interaction quotient yesterday... Sadly, I missed being here for the delivery of my care package from Mom and Mary. Now I will have to walk 3 miles to get it and carry it back. I may have to open the ice tea mix and fix myself a glass along the way. Mom insists the box is "huge"
and "too heavy" for me to carry. I will probably unload my precious cargo at the post office and stuff it in my wheeling shopping cart. I will let you know what arrived in my special box; I know you are dying to know....until tomorrow I remain your faithful
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
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