Tagged with Ireland

Do You Believe in Angels?

So I had this car accident on Friday. I knew it was coming. After all, I have been driving up to 90 miles a day for the last 10 months, on some of the worst roads around. It was bound to happen. And as far as accidents go, this wasn’t bad. It was the other … Continue reading

Gettin’ Down(ton) at the Abbey

Let me say first that I am not a regular viewer of the PBS show that seems to have stolen the hearts of so many of my friends and the country at large. I do, however, find it entertaining. But in a different way than most. The first season had come and gone when my … Continue reading

The First Day We Went Abroad…

On this day in 2012, I grabbed the bags my friends had packed for me, jumped into another friend’s car, and as we raced to the airport on that sunny winter day, wondered what the hell I was doing. I was leaving in a few hours from this photo opp–do I LOOK ready? Everything was … Continue reading

Packing? Moving? Hell on Earth…

I wake from a deep sleep to the sound of celtic music. It’s my phone, downstairs, “ringing off the hook,” as we used to say. I drag myself out of bed, head straight for the bathroom, and try to shake the cotton from my still-kinda-dreaming head; I am not successful. Still, there’s the music again–and … Continue reading

America’s Fourth of July

July 4th means different things to different people. It could be your birthday, or perhaps an anniversary of some kind. It could be the day you got hired–or fired–or gave birth, or got good news, or bad news. Or it could mean nothing more than one of those hot days in July that you can’t … Continue reading

Confessions of a TV-holic, Part 2

Guess What? I’ve kicked my tv habit! And no one is more surprised than I am. Here’s what happened: I went to Ireland, where the only show I was actually interested in watching was The Voice, Ireland, with the cuter-than-cute Bressie. I did, however, stay up til about 3 in the a.m. every night streaming … Continue reading

Irish in America

This past weekend, I went over to Penn’s Landing for the Annual Irish American Festival, which is a good name for a gathering that had few true Irishmen and women, but plenty of Americans–of all shapes and sizes–decked out in the old green, drinkin’ beer and clapping along to Irish music provided by American bands … Continue reading

February Funk

On my way out of London, I shot a few pics, again from a moving car, but that’s how you do it when you’re in a flurry! It seemed to me that these are typical London homes outside the city center…most are attached to each other and are modest but not small. And although Mary … Continue reading

The Dog’s in Charge

So, I am now abroad from Europe, where I have been living for nearly two months. I fell short of my original goal to stay for a long time because my dog needs me. Yep, the effing dog that was making me crazy before I left is now running my life. And seriously, this guy? … Continue reading

The (new) Breakfast of Champions

Forget Wheaties. THIS is the first meal of the day for me here in Valencia and I thank my lucky stars for it: Yes, that’s right. Starbucks: It’s Everywhere I Am. And thank goodness because the other night I had to have eggs with bacon mixed in because I was sick and starving and no … Continue reading