FMM: 4.5 mi
Top o'the Morning/Afternoon/Evening to you,
Shouldn't you be out scraping off your car windows or putting up your Christmas lights? Why are you sitting around reading this blog?...Oh, well, I'll help you waste your time... My newfound and soon-to-leave-the-country friend and I had great fun having tea and pastries at her house before wandering a giant art and craft show for hours. I got a lovely hand woven scarf and my friend showed me an innovative way to tie it around my neck. If I can remember how to do it, I will look great. If not, nobody's looking at me anyway. She also gave me her air mattress, so now my children can fight over who gets to sleep on it and who gets to eat the box of macaroni and cheese Mary sent. Don't you all want to come visit?...Bob and I went to the Irish music/dance hall. It reminded me of the American Legion Hall in Paris. It's a private Irish Culture Club in an old white mansion and has a bar with several rooms in the basement for Irish music and dancing. Bob finally got the Irish music he has been craving. It seems that anyone can come in, sit down, and join in the music. In fact, we didn't know any better and found ourselves sitting right in the middle of the gathering band. We didn't dance the jig, but we might next time. Luckily, we made the 11:30 bus home after standing in the -- you guessed it -- rain for 30 mins. I'm pleasantly exhausted from so much interaction, stimulation, and excitement in one day.
Further Suggestions Submitted for my plastic tie-under-the-chin rain hat:
The Sonnet Bonnet (would one of you like to write a sonnet to my bonnet? I promise to publish it right here on the Blog from the Bog; my standards are VERY low, as you can see.)
Hag Hat (incribed with "I am an old hag and I don't care what I look like" all over it)
Bloody Bonnet
Blog Bonnet
I must make a correction, too. Megan is NOT a slacker. She did, in fact, send in the correct response to what the 2nd or 3rd most spoken language in Ireland is. Do any of you remember what it is?? I thought not.
Time to make a list of things to do and then not do them anyway.
Saturday slacking,
I remain,
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
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Saturday, December 5, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
A Big Day in the Bog
FMM: 1 mi
Good morning, Friends and Foes,
Today is a big day for me. I've even gotten out my "good jeans" and ironed them! I actually have a friend who has invited me to a lunch and a craft show. Really. I don't know if I can remember how to talk to anyone but myself, but I'll try. She is going back to the U.S. shortly, so if I blather all day it really doesn't matter....I had a dentist and a doctor appointment yesterday. I must say that both doctors were very talkative and friendly. I wouldn't have been surprised if they had offered me a cup of tea. This happened even after I opened the wrong door and interrupted the doctor in his office dictating his notes. He should have locked his door if he didn't want little old ladies peeking their heads in! Nothing serious is wrong with me, but feel free to send me flowers, cards, and candy anyway ...Tonight Bob and I are going to Monkstown to an Irish music dance with friends of his from work. Perhaps I will be doing the jig by the time you read this. I don't know if I can take all this excitement in one day, so I'll get off and rest...
Blabbing and bloggiing,
I remain
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
Good morning, Friends and Foes,
Today is a big day for me. I've even gotten out my "good jeans" and ironed them! I actually have a friend who has invited me to a lunch and a craft show. Really. I don't know if I can remember how to talk to anyone but myself, but I'll try. She is going back to the U.S. shortly, so if I blather all day it really doesn't matter....I had a dentist and a doctor appointment yesterday. I must say that both doctors were very talkative and friendly. I wouldn't have been surprised if they had offered me a cup of tea. This happened even after I opened the wrong door and interrupted the doctor in his office dictating his notes. He should have locked his door if he didn't want little old ladies peeking their heads in! Nothing serious is wrong with me, but feel free to send me flowers, cards, and candy anyway ...Tonight Bob and I are going to Monkstown to an Irish music dance with friends of his from work. Perhaps I will be doing the jig by the time you read this. I don't know if I can take all this excitement in one day, so I'll get off and rest...
Blabbing and bloggiing,
I remain
Tizzie/Tiz/Tizmom/Mom/Liz/Elizabeth
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